jamesmarriottig:
its cte that
inabber:
So you ignore me.
For days.
With not even a hello.
And suddenly message me saying somethings cute?
Which you spelt wrong, by the way.
jamesmarriottig:
new yuod never blame me swetheart
inabber:
?
jamesmarriottig:
shuoldve never oppened my fucking muoth
inabber:
...
Are you drunk?
jamesmarriottig:
mayb lol
inabber:
James it's four in the afternoon.
jamesmarriottig:
ooh is taht a knew panic snog?!
inabber:
...
Message me when you're fucking competent of forming a sentence
jamesmarriottig:
nk wait
inabber:
What.
jamesmarriottig:
yuore mad ta me
y :(
inabber:
I wanted a serious conversation from you James. And you respond by being fucking drunk.
I clearly don't matter if the only time you'll talk to me is when you're drunk
jamesmarriottig:
its nto likebthaf frser i promise
inabber:
We can talk in the morning.
Goodnight.
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soft boy
Fanfiction♡an instagram love (questionable) story♡ jamesmarriottig: well aren't you a soft boy inabber: excuse me?
