Christian
Dec. 27
11:46 P.M.
Yoongi ;Listen up and listen good
Yoongi; you didn't see any of that i will fucking find you and RUIN you in every way i know how
Christian; well from our previous conversation i would rather you not ruin me in one certain way because no thank you sir
Christian; you really are sexually bipolar
Christian; i would talk to someone about your sexual frustration dude i am worried about you
Yoongi; stfu it's called being kinky, which your perfect kiss up ass wouldn't get
Yoongi; and also stop lying to yourself, Im one whole sexual awakening to both guys and girls and everyone knows it
Christian; um no you are not
Christian; this one girl in my chem class literally thinks you are the scum of the earth and hopes you burn in hell for all eternity or at least until maggots eat you alive
Christian: she is interesting
Yoongi; whats her name
Christian; bethany, i think
Yoongi; its because when i was 15 and she was 16 we did the do and she you know, finished during the first half, and then gave me a bj etc etc and she could never get me off
Yoongi; she smells like fish and a drunk ronald mcdonald
Yoongi; i also left her in her friends living room alone once i finished myself, called her a smelly load, and put her bra in the freezer
Yoongi; and that was only the first time she begged for me. She didn't give up till the time i dyed her hair blue, shaved it off, and tied it to her down below area.
Yoongi; the carpet was the drapes
Christian; i am not going to think about the fact that you dyed your hair blue last month
Yoongi; what if i told you it was in memoriam
Yoongi; thats not the point tho. Just don't tell everyone i have a weird high personality okay
Christian; i guess hobi must be super chill off drugs because he is like that all the time and he is always high
Yoongi; seok is high a LOT but he his super nice sober too, he just.. He's like taehyung on steroids when he isn't so we try and keep him a little buzzed
Christian; ight well good talking to you, hoseok is already yelling at me to get off my phone. He really is whole other person at dance practice. adios .
Yoongi; wait why r yall at practice so late
Yoongi; tell him its me and i will expose his ass if he gets u in trouble
Christian; he will figure out when he takes up my phone that it is you
Yoongi; Gimme me a sec
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ugh
Dec. 27
12:00 P.M.
Yoongi; i know you don't know who he is but i need you to yell "CHRISTIAN CAN STAY ON HIS PHONE" across your entire studio
Yoongi; and don't over work him either its already late and i don't want him getting sick either so go easy on your class seokie
Yoongi; or i will personally kick u out and burn the mellon milk before I expose middle school photos of you to that guy u like
Yoongi; thanks bby
ugh; haha i don't have a christian in today
ugh; right now it's just me jimin and cancer
Yoongi; just let them go then its almost 12 am and i'm waiting in u to watch queer eye because kook is at taes and we can finally watch something other than the iron man saga
ugh; i cant tonight jimin is staying later because he said he wants to practice more of the hip hop routine but like i know for a fact he never does becuase i have seen the security footage of when he breaks in at two in the morning but like i haven't exposed him yet
Yoongi; ... i will be there in ten minutes let me in
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Christian
Dec. 28
12:03 A.M.
Yoongi; either u have cancer or lied to me about where you are but idec i just need you to seriously not tell anyone i was like that because i have a reputation that might not be true but it's important to me and intoxicated me obviously trust u so please be reliable Tannie
Yoongi; i have to go to now but i hope wherever you r you are okay
Yoongi; <3
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Strawberries and Cigarettes
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