I quickly picked up my phone and scrolled pressed on his screen named due to the precious 3seconds left. I stared at the picture noticing that it wasn't a picture that could be found on the internet, because quite sadly, that's what I look for in my spare time.
Putting my phone down, I rushed to the bathroom and fixed my bangs, and running back to my room and putting my beanie on.
I typed in my password and posed with my best unimpressed look, and took the picture.
You could've found that on the internet.
He started a chat with me with an emoji. The unimpressed one.
I scoffed, and wrote what, it's not everyday Michael Clifford asks you for nudes.
mic-ro-wave: well now it happened. Do you wanna trade?
MayIsBetter: how did you even find my snap? And how do you know I'm a cutie?
mic-ro-wave: found it in your twitter bio, and your story setting is on "everyone."
MayIsBetter: wait you found my twitter but you didn't follow me
MayIsBetter: that's ducked up boi
MayIsBetter: ficked*
MayIsBetter: fucked*
mic-ro-wave: if I follow you will we trade?
MayIsBetter: idk man I'm super fat I'm like 600 pounds, I should just get a follow
MayIsBetter: and maybe a pic from you but yaknow
mic-ro-wave: no
mic-ro-wave: i don't know
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Fanfiction"mic-ro-wave sent you a snap!" (this is about @SlutForOreos because she's bae and helps me with science class and she's v v sexy.) [lowercase intended]
