Cholesterol: If someone sprinted at me with a knife while I was browsing through the deep web I'd probably just start crying tbh
Light of my Life: That was weirdly specific are you okay?
Cholesterol:
Cholesterol: If this man rushed at you with a knife you would be scared too
Drunk Snake: wtf is going on
Light of my Life: I have no idea
Light of my Life: Chole must be drunk or something
Cholesterol: I'm not drunk!
Cholesterol: I just want to get my package that the drone dropped off in the sketchy alley without running into a stab-happy mugger. Is that too much to ask?
Light of my Life: Yes
Drunk Snake: y e s
Cholesterol: I don't know what I did to deserve this
Not Emma: You apparently browsed through the Deep Web
Cholesterol: I'm trying to save Amelia!
Not Emma: Who's Amelia?
Cholesterol: I'm not entirely sure tbh I skipped that part
Light of my Life: Just leave Chole alone and let her save her girlfriend
Cholesterol: I'm pretty sure Amelia's out of my league tbh
Cholesterol: She's also like 30 something
Cholesterol: And might be dead
Cholesterol: She's also a video game character
Drunk Snake: I don't see a problem here???
Cholesterol: Why are you guys like this?
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The Group Chat
Teen FictionThis story is based off of actual conversations my friends and I have in our group chat. It all started with a simple crush. Maybe this all would have been avoided if said crush wasn't sitting at the same table as me and all the friends I wanted to...