[whatsapp groupchat: 9:16pm]
bob: guys?
alycia: yas bobby?
eliza: what's up hun
richard: so you can message the group chat but you can't favourite my tweet
marie: guys you do realize me & Ricky are up at 4am for shooting tomorrow???
ricky: what she said
alycia: nOooOoOo tell us I'm interested now
bob: am i a terrible flirter?
richard: dude
marie: are you having trouble pulling? or does this one have a brain 😂
bob: :(
marie: I know I kid bro xxxxx
eliza: ooooohhhhhhhhh who's the lucky girl
alycia: you mean unlucky
eliza: yea that ;))
ricky: ur a strong independent man that don't need no woman
ricky: srsly who is it tho???
bob: can someone pleASE JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION
alycia: IDK YOUVE NEVER FLIRTED WITH ME I DONT THINK
richard: it's okay he's flirted with me
richard: u're okay I guess
eliza: savage
bob: y'all are useless
alycia: who iS IT????
ricky: yeah who is this chick?
eliza: WHOWHOWHOWHO???
bob: her names reily
richard: ARE YOU CHEATING ONE ME
alycia: WHO IS REILY???
ricky: IS SHE HOT
eliza: DO WE KNOW HER
bob: has left the group chat
alycia: pussy
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Sillage ▶ Bob Morley
Fanfictionsillage(n.) : the scent that lingers in the air, the trail left in water, the impression made in space after something or someone has been and gone. [eg; a trace of perfume] "dude, you hit me with a car!" "did you die tho ;)" [social media portraya...
