Chapter 12

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     Geno took a deep breath and glanced at the clock after he hung up with Ink. It was a bit after 8pm. He was about to go and order chinese takeout or something along those lines, but was interrupted when he got a text from Reaper.

Heya

     Geno groaned. He really didn't feel like getting involved with him as of now. Reaper was just a magnet for trouble, or at least that's what he picked up from the aforementioned skeleton.

     Geno frowned, contemplating whether or not to answer. He finally gave in and answered.

                                                                                                What do you want?

Thats a bit harsh dont ya think?


                                       I'm going to repeat myself. What. do. You. want.

I just wanted to see if you wanted to meet up... :(

     Geno raised an 'eyebrow'.

                                                                                                         Isnt it a bit late?

Ur up aren't u

                                                                                           I was up all night. You?

Insomnia

     Geno smiled to himself. He could relate.

                                                                                                                               Fine

Coffee shop?

                         Isn't that the WRONG thing to do when you can't sleep?

Eh

Cant rlly hurt right?

Cant sleep either way

                                                                                                                           Touche

                                                                                                                            When?

Like...

Now?

                                                                                                            Ummmmm...NO

                                                                                                        I gotta get ready...

                                                                                                                 Like 30 mins?

Lol ur so slow

Ok

*Smol time skip*

     Geno glanced at his phone again. This was the address Reaper had texted him...right? He shrugged and walked in taking a seat in one of the tables. 10 minutes later Reaper sauntered in, looking like he didn't have a care in the world. Geno playfully glared at him.

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