*two old men texting*
Henry: William, I'm scared :(
William: What's the matter, sweetie?
William: I mean, Henry. Damn the autocorrect >:c
Henry: The TV said that there was a killer on the loose! He killed two men and then fled. The cops haven't found any trace of him since then... I'm very scared, Will :'((((
William: Whoa, calm down, Henry. I'm sure the killer can't hurt you. He won't.
Henry: Easy to say for the man who's peacefully sipping fancy wine in his mansion of a house in the middle of London and texting nonchalantly.
William: No, I mean it. I'm sure it would be impossible for a killer to travel 3672 miles to California to assault you. Especially if he's too busy sipping fancy wine and texting with his friend.
William: Henry?
Henry: You douchebag.
William: Figured :)
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Shitty stories of William and Henry -=[FINISHED]=-
FanfictionA bunch of shitty conversations that happened in William's and Henry's life.