"Zach I swear you were dancing with this curly headed dude." Corbyn laughed. He just finished explaining his night with his best friend and telling him what Zach did. "Was he hot?" Zach asked. "He was..eh. More your type than mine. Although Jonah he was so hot" Corbyn started. "No shut up. Don't start." Zach said.
"Oh My God" Corbyn said blgrabbing his pants he wore the night before. "What's wrong?!?" Zach asked, concerned. Corbyn pulled out a paper. "His number?" Zach asked. Corbyn nodded his head. "Omg let's call him." Zach said trying to grab the paper.
"No! What if he's fucking some girl, well text him." Corbyn said. "The way you describe him, he sounds gay." Zach said. Corbyn scoffed and put Jonah's number in his phone. He text it
Corbyn
Hey remember me from last night
"Okay now we wait." Corbyn said. His phone dinged as corbyn grabbed it.
Jonah
How could I forget you
Corbyn
Just making sure,wyd
Jonah
At a coffee shop with some friends, wanna come
Corbyn
Sure, just send me which one your at
Jonah
*adress*
Corbyn
See you in ten
"Okay what happened?" Zach asked. "Get your shit, we're going to the coffee shop" Corbyn said grabbing his bag.
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