sobaniiruyo, eleven.
❛ it's okay i'll kill myself for you ❜
[ 12:57 AM ]
Y/N:
hey
Me:
What do you want now?
Y/N:
why would you ever think i'm here for my personal gain
Me:
Oh? Then why are you here?
Y/N:
to have passionate sex with you
Me:
...
Y/N:
jk haha
(please please please please please please p
Me:
I don't even know what to say to make you shut up anymore.
Y/N:
OKAY I'LL BE SERIOUS NOW
are you free
Me:
To do what? If it's for another picture, then no, I'm not.
Y/N:
IT'S NOT THAT!!!!
omg asking for help is so embarrassing
Me:
What does that have to do with anything?
Y/N:
USUUAAUGHHHHHHUHHHHAAA
I WANT YUOR HELP
PLEASE
Me:
Then use your mouth and say why you need it?
Y/N:
use my mouth for what
Me:
You switch so fast.
Continue with the topic at hand.
Y/N:
theatre kids are doing a play and some of the art students will be their servants for the time being (including me) for making props and stuff
so we're basically working together
Me:
So? Do you want me to congratulate you on this?
Y/N:
😍😍😍 you're so smart and encouraging mi amor
Me:
Wait.
Theatre, you say?
Y/N:
YEAH THAT MEANS YOUR ROOMMATE CYNO WILL BE WITH ME TOO 🫶🏻🫶🏻
Me:
Huh. When did he mention this to you?
Y/N:
that he was a nerdy theatre kid??? 😁when we played uno
i'm telling you we have a connection
Me:
I don't like where this is going.
Y/N:
do you not want to see our beautiful bond 😢
Me:
No.
He likely won't participate anyways.
Y/N:
WHTA
HE WON'T????
HE CAN'T DO THIS TO ME
Me:
How does my assistance play a part in any of this chaotic ordeal?
Y/N:
we needed a scriptwriter 😢😢
Me:
No.
Even Cyno has never dared to ask me of something like that.
Y/N:
PLEASE NILOU WILL SHRIVEL ME ALIVE
and
isn't it such a good opportunity for us to meet each other 🤭
Me:
Well.
I'll consider it if I'm free.
On a condition though.
Y/N:
anything for you my lord❤️❤️
Me:
No wolf pictures for at least a week.
Y/N:
....
calling upon my alpha companions to rebel against you
Me:
Okay, then.
Have fun looking for a scriptwriter who's not me.
Y/N:
OKAY FINE
me when a bad bitch tells me to do something 🫡🫡🫡
Me:
I'm a kind and considerate gentleman.
Y/N:
you wished death upon me a few hours ago
but
it's okay i'll kill myself for you
Me:
Stop it.
It kind of makes me not want to meet you.
Y/N:
i know you're nervous to see me my little loose stool <3
it's fine
i'm very warm and sweet
😊
Me:
....Loose stool?
Y/N:
ya because you shit for hours you probably release rivers in there
love you for the extra liquid you provide babe! it's saving the earth from drought
Me:
I'm losing hair and getting dark circles because of you.
Y/N:
side effects of true love
we can have a cute date at chickfila and hold hands
Me:
?
I don't even like chickfila.
Y/N:
chickfila is delicious
they might be homophobic but so are my parents and i still eat their food
Me:
Keep your opinions to yourself.
Y/N:
then express yours
i can listen to you all day 🥰🥰🥰
Me:
Oh?
Okay then.
Personally, I think the study of proxemics is quite an interesting one. It involves a detailed idea about the space of a person and how he utilises it for communication. For example, the distance of 4ft to 12 ft implies social interaction.
Y/N:
shut the fuck up
Me:
You didn't even last two minutes.
Y/N:
do you have ANYTHING to say that's not suffocatingly educational and boring
Me:
You are sometimes cute.
Y/N:
.
😨😨😨
HUHHHH
SIR???
DO YOU MEAN IT
ARE HOU FORMREAL
oh no what's happening to me
🧍🧎🐺
AWOOOOOOO
Me:
I was just joking....
But whatever helps you sleep at night I guess.
Y/N:
i want you
Me:
This is not covered by our contract.
Y/N:
☹️
Me:
Not going to work. Sorry.
Y/N:
you're an asshole
okay back to business talks
you will find nilou at the theatre club at around twelve every day
so you should talk to her about the script thing by the end of the week
Me:
That's all?
Y/N:
don't worry i'll be there from monday 🤭🤭
Me:
I hope you're not.
Y/N:
excuse me
you can drop the enemies to lovers act now i know you're head over heels for me
Me:
Delusion (noun):
An idiosyncratic belief or impression maintained despite being contradicted by reality or rational argument, typically as a symptom of mental disorder.
Y/N:
anti ti ti ti fragile fragile anti ti ti ti fragile
Me:
You might be 'anti-fragile' on text but you won't be so strong once I meet you and say it all to your face.
Y/N:
mmm yes keep the insults coming
Me:
What the hell.
Y/N:
it's me and my kinks against the world king
Me:
Thank God the world is against you.
You're beyond any help.
Y/N:
you can help me by taking me to a library date and reading me my favourite books while i rest my head on your chest
Me:
Please stop it.
The thought that formed inside my head gave me the most horrible jumpscare.
Y/N:
i was being 100% serious btw
it'll be so nice to rest my head on your chest
your huge squishy tits will be so pillow-core
Me:
Someone save me.
I can't keep doing this.
Y/N:
you can't escape sexy women 🙅🙅
Me:
Yes I can, I have a wonderful method.
It's called turning my phone off. Goodbye.
Y/N:
SORRY
but i guess i have to go to bed too
8 am classes.... kills self....
😐😐
Me:
Phew. Go to bed.
And
I meant what I said earlier.
Bye.
(seen 2:56 AM)