Chapter 1: Sam's dear Maria

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Asking someone where they lived....is the purest form of a creepy pervert. They've no reason to know that.
But of course, I lied again. Bangalore was far from where I lived so it wouldn't even leave a clue at who I really was. I was completely Indian, a 14 year old student, and so, being Maria made me a whole new different person sometimes.

Him: tell me something about you dear.

*I nearly spilled the truth at that:

Ok, so, I'm a freaking fake account made by a girl who wants to prank ugly ass perverts like you and teach them a little lesson that they won't forget for sometime. Enough?

However, I kept it in for now.*

Me: like how?

*Don't mind me, Maria is pretty dumb for a smart girl*

Him: like hobbies, what u like, interest and everything u like to share.

*That proved much more of how he's a pervert. He wants to know more, more, more, until he will ask something which is too much.

It was really understandable that he wasn't asking such stuff genuinely and was only using it as a way to get to Maria.

He's too obvious, dumbass.*

Me: hobbies, I like to read books and draw.

*Pure lies. I suck at drawing like this dumbass sucked at intelligence.*

Him: I am a hobby photographer

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Him: I am a hobby photographer.

*So? No one asked.*

Him: like to click wild life. Places.

*Again, no one asked.

Him: and telephotography too.

*OH MY FREAKING PATHETIC DEVIL OF INSTAGRAM how many times did I tell myself, NO. ONE. ASKED.*

Me: *proceeds to reply with useless oh, I see, and nice*

Him: how's ur life going on.

*Better going than your brain cells*

Him: how u spend ur day

*By spending it*

*By spending it*

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