Chatroom #3

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Y/N POV

Here we are...going back to the camp where the Wild Wild Pussy Cats and Koda are...

I look out of the bus window. It's super loud. I notice Momo playing on her phone. I glance to see what sees looking at. She appears to be reading...wait...IS SHE ON WATTPAD!?!?

"Momo...are you reading...a fan fiction...?" I ask in a whisper.

Momo turns off her phone and replies with a quick, "No..."

"Right..." I tease.

I'm bored...I'm going to open a chatroom...

~New Chatroom Open~

Y/N has entered the chat

Momo has entered the chat

Lord Explosion Murder has entered the chat

Y/N: Hello, two other persons

Momo: Hello

Lord Explosion Murder: Yo

Y/N: I think if we wait a moment more people will join

Momo: Probably

Y/N: What do you want to talk about until then?

Momo: ...

Lord Explosion Murder: Idk

Rocky Boi has entered the chat

Rocky Boi: Hey, guys!

Rocky Boi: This is Kirishima btw

Y/N: The opposite of firefly is waterfall

Lord Explosion Murder: Hey babe

Lord Explosion Murder: Y/N what the f##k?!?!?

Y/N: you would not believe your walls

Y/N: if ten million waterfalls

Y/N: filled up your house and f##king drowned you

Rocky Boi: Wtf

Y/N: cause they fill the open air and leave water everywhere

Lord Explosion Murder: Stop

Y/N: ...okay...

Momo: Did you come up with that off the top of your head?

(A/N: no...I saw it on Pinterest but for the sake of Y/N being op...yeah)

Y/N: Yes

Momo: You tend to come up with songs and things that rhyme a lot...it's almost always off the top of your head...

Tokoyami has entered the chat

Y/N: Hi Tokoyami!

Tokoyami: Hello, Y/N

"Hey, Y/N," Momo whispers to me, getting my attention.

I look up from my phone and ask,
"What's up?"

"Why don't you call Tokoyami names that couples call each other like honey, sugar, etc?" Momo asks.

"...I don't really know...I just don't," I reply.

"Okay? Well, I dare you to call him a couple name at least once," Momo dares.

"Okay...?" I reply and turn my attention back to my phone.

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