Bashira was bored during lunchtime when the best idea popped up. What if he started texting random numbers? It was proving to be a lot more complicated than he first anticipated when he was about to give up, a reply lit up his screen. "Who are you?" It said. "OH MY GOD A PRLY HIII" He responded. "Do I know you?" "Nope" "..." - A texting story of Bashira and Isagi becoming friends, because Bashira is my baby and I can't have him be sad.-
3 parts