invisible string • Gracie Abrams

001 sundays

and finally, sadie sink. charlotte met sadie when they were little when her dad took her to some event that sadie just so happened to be at whilst on broadway. the two were both equally as shy but they decided it'd just be better to talk to one another than follow their parents around all day. since then, they've been inseparable and became a pretty iconic duo. most of the time people can't even tell if they're dating or just friends, but to them they're practically sisters.

future viral boy band
8:43pm

little miss broadway
r u guys almost here

mattybraps
yeah, be another
10 mins

charles
matthew u say ten minutes
and then end up getting
here in 40 minutes

mattybraps
not my fault caleb
can't drive

mario kart irl
not true

mattybraps
ok then why is ur name
mario kart

mario kart irl
stfu fatherless

where's marcus

charles
MARCUS

little miss broadway
MAECASSS

mattybraps
how she the smart
one and she can't
even spell marcus

marccie marc
ok we all know i'm
the real smart one

also charlotte open ur
front door i'm here

charles
ugh

sades and i r so comfy tho
i don't wanna get up

little miss broadway
AND U ALL SHAME
ME FOR USING
THE WINDOW INSTEAD
when i'm rlly jus saving charlotte
the trip of going downstairs

marccie marc
u guys r so lazy it kills me

i'm texting Jude to
open the door

mario kart irl
we're stopping at 711 rn u guys
want ur usuals

charles
literally another
example as to why
they're not gna be
here on time

mario kart irl
fine don't be
grateful, no pringle's for u

charles
SORRY SORRY
PLEASE GET ME MY SNACKS
LOVE U CALEB

—

"FUCK OFF," charlotte yelled while marcus tackled her to the floor in an attempt to make her lose just dance. she laughed under his grasp, kicking at him until he rolled off of her in defeat.

"and the undefeated winner, remains," sadie said, gesturing to charlotte. "as well as the greatest sore loser of all time."

marcus flipped her off and threw himself back onto the couch while charlotte remained on the floor. her eyes grazed over the various bottles of alcohol across the coffee table and the array of snacks littered across the room that she would probably have to clean up tomorrow morning by herself like usual before her parents got home. she twirled a piece of her reddish-brown hair along her fingers with a sigh, too tipsy and tired to get up.