(1) new message at 3:57 pm
her: caleb?
him: yes, jane?
her: will you feed me?
him: no.
her: pleaseeee?
him: didn't your mom make you lunch?
her: she's not home .-.
him: then make your own lunch.
her: you suck.
him: you can cook, can't you?
her: ...
him: can't you????
her: you're fucking sexist, caleb. just because i'm a woman, i'm supposed to be able to cook for myself? i bet i'm also expected to be an expert and cleaning and birthing children, huh?
her: am i not supposed to vote or have a voice? this is the 21st century and i can do what i want!
him: damn, chill d:
her: i will have you know that i happen to be quite the chef, i just don't feel like cooking today.
him: are you on your period?
her: SERIOUSLY!? THAT'S YOUR FIRST IMMEDIATE THOUGHT??
her: that's just fucking lovely. if i was a dude, this conversation would be socially acceptable, but no. i'm a girl. and every time i have an outburst, i must be on my fucking period!
him: well are you?
her: ... i might be...
seen at 4:11 pm
incoming call from caleb
her: what? are you calling to tell me how completely disgusting it is that i'm bleeding through my vagina? because trust me, i know exactly how gross it is.
him: i have chocolate and the silver linings playbook. open your door.
YOU ARE READING
caleb & jane
Short Storythey were the best of friends, until they became something more. cover by @Bluebird2900
