If The Avengers Could Text...

Sam-Clint

Wednesday, 12:34 pm

Falckie: Hey I'm bored.

Doveeye: sounds like a u problem.

Friday, 8:57 pm

Doveeye: HEY I NEED HELP WITH THE ALIENS OVER HERE!!

Flackie: oh idk. It kinda sounds like a you problem....

Doveeye: OH SCREW YOU

Doveeye: AND STEVES SWEAR BLOCK

Saturday, 1:36 am

Falckie: yo wyd rn? I interrupting anything?

Doveeye: YES. ME SLEEPING!

Falckie: oh sorry. I didn't know.

Doveeye: ITS LIKE 1:30 AM!

Falckie: wellll...who cares.

Doveeye: ME!!! I CARE!!! WHAT DO YOU EVEN WANT!!

Falckie: to ruin ur night.

Doveeye: already done, stupid.

Tuesday, 6:24 pm

Falckie: yo Tony's being stupid rn.

Doveeye: we are in a meeting rn, but also yes. He always is. What do you expect.

Falckie: nothing much this far in life.

Doveeye: OH CRAP. WE HAVE BEEN SPOTTED

Falckie: CODE RED! WE HAVE A CODE RED!

Doveeye: I LIKE UR NAME FOR THIS CODE. I ALWAYS JUST CALLED IT CODE NAT.

Falckie: DUDE. SHES GONNA TAKE AWAY OUR PHONES AGAIN!

Doveeye: DUDE! HAHA SHES GOT UR PHONE!! LMAO

Falckie: I'd like urs too, Clint. Honestly, how stupid.

Doveeye: crap. Hey Nat?

Falckie: yes?

Doveeye: HA. NOW UR IN TROUBLE TOO!! AHAHAHAHA. HOWS STEVE?!?! HAHAHAHA.

Flackie: Oh my gosh you're so stupid.

Doveeye: Ugh. Sorry, Steve.