A text message between Michael & You.
Credit to: Huke_Lemmings__ (she's an awesome writer check her out!)
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Michael: okay. I've arrived at the store. I'm staring at the tampons. I don't know what to fucking get there's so many.
Michael: heavy flow? Ew
Michael: are you supposed to pee with these?
Michael: the fuck's a pad?
Michael: what's the difference between the normal ones and 'pearl'
Michael: are they made of jewels?
Michael: APPLICATOR??
Michael: YOU NEED A FUCKING APPLICATOR FOR THESE LITTLE FUCKERS
Michael: FUCK THAT SHIT
Michael: why do these ones say click
Michael: does it make a noise
Michael: why are your tampons clicking
Michael: there are different sizes????? What size is your vagina
Michael: how do you measure that shit
Michael: "hello yes I have a size 3 cooter"
Michael: WTF IS A DIGITAL TAMPON WHAT THE HELL
Y/N: oh my god Mikey just get the normal ones
Michael: WHAT FUCKING QUALIFIES AS NORMAL
Michael: YOU WOMEN AND YOUR FUTURISTIC DIGITAL TAMPONS AND YOUR FUCKING SIZE VARYING VAGINAS WHAT THE FUCK GODDAMN
Michael: THE LADY IN THE ISLE HERE IS LOOKING AT ME STRANGE FUCK THIS YOU CAN BUY YOUR OWN DAMN TAMPONS
Michael: Never mind the nice lady helped me, I'll be home in a few
Y/N: you asked a stranger for tampon advice?
Michael: do you want to bleed all over your underwear or not
Y/N: good point
Y/N: thanks babe
Michael: I'm never fucking doing this again
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