Saturday evening, waiting for Sally to come over, I lay on the edge of my bed, my legs hanging off the end as my upper body holds me up.
Orange glow lights up the room, as usual.
I perk my phone up in my hands.
Scrunched position, almost falling off the bed with how much I'm allowing my legs to hang to the point that my butt is almost falling too, I begin to text.
Me~ How are you?
Only a few seconds later and the receiver answers.
Andrew ~ thinking of you
I laugh as I read his response, scoffing as his words settle in.
Me~ stalker
Andrew ~😞
I was only trying to be nice🥺
Me~ aww, I'm sorry 🥺
nice stalker 😍
Andrew~ ☺️
Very nice!
Me~ Very very nice ☺️
Andrew~ omg, and you used the word twice 😱
Me~ Extra special boy, deserves extra nice!
Nice nice
nice
...
nice
Andrew ~ 😒
☺️
Me~ ☺️
Andrew ~ ☺️
Me~ ☺️
Andrew ~ ☺️
Me~ Okay, we could go and on with this
Andrew ~ you're right
then why did you stop
😭
Me ~ 🙄
Andrew ~ 😭
Me~ so, what you doing
Andrew ~ talking to you
Me~ 🙄
Andrew ~ Did you text me because you were bored? 🤨
Me~ How did you know? 😱
Andrew ~ Andrew smart
Me~ no, I was actually texting because I was wondering if you wanna come over for the project tomorrow
Andrew ~ hmmm
Me~ yus
well?
...
Andrew ~ yus! I'd never thought you'd ask 😍
Me~ 🙄
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Sex?
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