Yuri left soon after he gave me his advice. A part of me believed him. The other just really wanted to. My phone chimed, signaling a notification. It was an Instagram text from someone I didn't know.
That's never a good thing to have.
This is either going to be very awkward or very annoying. "Hey," It read.
"Do I know you?" I texted back.
"Are you that girl who took that pic with Yuratchka"
'Oh no...' I thought.
"Why should I tell you?" I asked.
"Well I want to talk to u cuz u know yuratchka" they said. "R u his gf?"
"Um.... no?" I sent. "Well stay away. If u like him kill ur self. He mine."
"Do you even know him personally?" I asked.
"Yea I saw him at gran pree"
"'Gran Pree'?"
"Yee" 'this kid...'
"You know what?" I typed. "I'm just going to block you. This is none of your business."
I proceeded to block her and continue to make my pho. By the time it had cooled off, I got another text.
"Hey." I texted.
"GO KILL URSELF YURATCHKA IS MINE"
Block.
"You whore. Who the hell do you think you are to take my future boyfriend?!"
Block.
Man, Yuri has some really dedicated romantic followers.
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I'm so sorry about how lazy I've been being about keeping the updating schedule and the length of this chapter. I have been procrastinating nonstop recently...
Anyway, how's your day :D?
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