Cam: What's your name?
Me: Why should I tell you?
Cam: Because we are friends.
Me: Whoa, hold up. You might be some stalker.
Cam: I am not a stalker. I swear.
Me: Suuuurrrreeee, my name is Abree.
Cam: I love your name! Next question. Favorite color?
Me: when did this turn into 21 questions? I'm tired, I'm going to bed night.
Cam: What time is it for you.
Me: time for me to go to bed.
Cam: night.
[Message read]
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FanfictionMy name is Abreliea or just call me Abree, I am 17 years old. I am scrolling through my Twitter feed one day and get a text message, but from who?
