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xxx-xxx-xxxx
hello
um hi?
this is (y/n) right?
whos asking bitch
me
wow but i could not be her
u never know
im literally watching you answer my texts
i-
but whom the fuck is u
your worst nightmare
my worst nightmare is clowns, spiders, clowns, and tight spaces
and did i mention clowns?
i believe so
so
whom the fucks is u
i am
xiao
oh
...
OH
hi xiao 😆
how r u
changed contact to '✨xiao🤩'
i am good
you?
dying inside like always but ok i think
thx for asking
hm
i expected you to be more of a decorative texter
waht the fuck bro
what does that mean
like venti
oh
has he been texting u
yes
he uses...
plenty of emoticons
did u just-
?
nvm
when he doesnt use them hes either guilty, sad, angry, or scared
oh ok
oh and what about that date
uhhh idk
sub coming your way
OH WAHT
HELL NAH
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"I'll be taking that, Miss (l/n)," your substitute teacher said, swiping your phone from your hands. "See me at the end of class."
"Yes, sir," you mumbled, head down.
Xiao facepalmed from the back of the classroom before the substitute walked over to him and snatched his phone, too.
"No phones in class, even if you think you know everything," the substitute growled at him.
"Uh, ok?" Xiao answered.
"Now, pay attention!" the substitute barked, swiping even more people's phones.
Why am I the only one who has to see him after class?!
You turned your head to see Diluc subtly snickering at you. You flicked him off before grumpily turning toward the front, face resting on your hand.
It was going to be a long rest of the day.
【owo】、
"Hey, whatever happened to you and Xiao going on a date?" Venti asked during band class. He blew into his flute and made an unsatisfied face before tuning it.
"Oh, I forgot about that!" you confessed. You put together the parts of your flute and used Venti's tuner to tune it. "Xiao hasn't mentioned it at all since he asked me..."
"What a bitch," Venti declared, blowing angry notes into his flute. "Ditch him while you can. Or just be friends with him 'cause he is pretty cool."
"Yea, I guess," you said. "We'll just be friends and I'll still think he's really hot." You turned to your music stand and started practicing.
Venti frowned at you.
There had to be some way he could get Xiao to talk to you about your date again.
