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buckbarnes: hey Steve!

    STEVE'S HEART LEAPED and started to race at a hundred miles per hour. A smile started to creep up his chapped lips. He's been feeling like this for the couple of weeks since they've been Direct Messaging. Grabbing the device from the counter into his slender fingers, swiping to open the message. Opening up to the screen to the Direct Messages, where he has been talking to Bucky. Though, he wanted to do than just "DM." Hands shaking, palms already sweating; he replied.

hey bucky! what's
up?

buckbarnes:
YOU FINALLY POSTED
A PICTURE!!!

haha, yeah. sooner or later
right?

buckbarnes:
yes.
BUT YOU'RE SO ADORABLE
YOU HAVE BLOND HAIR
THAT'S. ADORABLE.

thanks 🙂

buckbarnes:
we. must. meet.
we. must. be. friends. irl.

omg

buckbarnes:
okay wait, brb have to do some
work.
DM YOU LATER
alright, byeee

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