June 16th
12:30am
Pennsylvania time
Wallace❤️
ARE YOU
PUTTING SONG
TITLES ON YOUR
PANTS?!
Besson❤️
I can't believe
It took you
this long
Wallace❤️
I'm so hurt.
Wallace❤️
You didn't tell me?
Wallace❤️
I thought I
meant something
to you
Besson❤️
How did you
figure it out?
Wallace❤️
A fan account..
Besson❤️
So you didn't
figure it out😂
Wallace❤️
I'm done
with this conversation.
Find a new bed buddy
come August.
Besson❤️
Baby, come
back
Besson❤️
I love you!
[the third book
of the texting
series is
republished ]
YOU ARE READING
Ocean eyes||Corbyn besson
Fanfiction"Oh my gosh, I was sure your name was Jeff on the app, please don't spit in my food" "Why would I spit in your food? Who's Jeff?" In which a girl just trying to message her postmates driver gets one number wrong, and falls for the boy with the ocean...
