Texting Him. | COMPLETED ✔️

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Remember when we fell in love?

That cold winter's day.

You were so shy.

Oh, the memories.

No.

There's no chance I would fall in love with you.

I don't know you.

Then how do you know you couldn't love me?

I'm great.

You probably look like a hobbit and act like a hermit.

No thanks.

Are you saying your sexual preference is not hobbit/hermits?

yeah, I am.

well, I'll be damned.

That's some very backward thinking, babe.

Stop calling me babe.

give me a name.

No.

Whatever you want then, babe.

how do you have friends.

I honestly don't know.

I pay most of them hourly, if that's what you mean.

Sounds about right.

How about you?

How much do you pay your people?

Nothing.

Either that's very lonely or you're very lucky.

Little bit of both.

I think we'd get along well.

How so?

I think you're annoying as shit.

You persist in annoying me.

Exactly.

Is that not how friendship works?

No, not generally.

Fuck, I've been doing it wrong this whole time.

well done.

thanks, babe.

I swear to god stop calling me babe.

Not until you give me your name.

no.

Come on.

I need a name so I can dream of writing your name in the death note notebook.

That took a strange turn.

Were you expecting it to be sexual?

Were you hoping for it to be sexual?

Definitely not.

Are you sure?

People tell me I'm a two at best.

Smaller numbers are better, right?

Like with eye tests?

Or IQ tests?

I hope you're kidding.

I honestly can't tell myself, sometimes.

Just know I love you, babe.

Stop.

No thanks.