He woke up on the ground with a blankets wrapped on his limb. He's about to get up but instead he hit his forehead on the corner of the coffee table.
"fuck-" he said rubbing his forehead slowly. He gets up properly and grab his phone from the couch. The time shows "09.12". He stand up and sits on the couch.
Troye Sivan:morning
Troye Sivan:harii
Troye Sivan:baee
Hari Nef:wut bae?
Hari Nef:mornin
Hari Nef:how r u?
Hari Nef:u good there??
Hari Nef:want me to go there and bring u some breakf-
Troye Sivan:im ok bae
Troye Sivan:nahh ya dont have to
Troye Sivan:i can make my own:)
Hari Nef:oh k baee
Hari Nef:sooo....how's yesterday??
Troye Sivan:yesterday?
Troye Sivan:ohh u mean jacob?
Hari Nef:ya
Troye Sivan:good
Troye Sivan:but....
Hari Nef:but.... What??
Hari Nef:troyeee
Hari Nef:BAEEE!!!
Troye Sivan:shit sorry
Troye Sivan:just got back from kitchen
Troye Sivan:what was i talking bout??
Troye Sivan:oh ya jacob
Troye Sivan:he was nice
Troye Sivan:but....
Hari Nef:but?
Troye Sivan:when we get home
Troye Sivan:my anxiety come...
And..
Troye Sivan:he actually do the thing that matt did and told me to sit on his lap.
Troye Sivan:and when i did...i feel like something new y know
Troye Sivan:idk how to explain it
Troye Sivan:the thing is he smells nice.
Troye Sivan:and i like it.
Hari Nef:i knoww
Hari Nef:he smells so frickin nicee
Hari Nef:ahh shit gtg baee
Hari Nef:i'll come to ur place tonight
Hari Nef:byee ily.
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Like Lime (Tracob)
Teen Fiction"why are you eating those?" he asked "because they're sour. I like it" he started to squeeze the lime to his tounge.
