I don't believe you. What did you do before you sent this text? And that... Video...
Don't lie. Girls hate guys who keep secrets like that from them, y'know. That's not the kind of person you want to be friends or anything else with. So, what'd you do to end up in such a good mood?
[Not featured here is the internal dilemma over the word friend, nor the agonizing pauses and disgusted face that she made while typing it out. She really doesn't want to go along with this, it's super and embarrassing and she should just go find him and punch him, but she doesn't think he'd answer her then and now she needs to know and she doesn't know where he is anyway.
Ugh.
At least it's private. And at least later she can clarify that good actually means like a cat that's been rolling around in a field of catnip before being released into a house full of delicate objects, white satin curtains and silk furniture.]
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Don't lie. Girls hate guys who keep secrets like that from them, y'know. That's not the kind of person you want to be friends or anything else with. So, what'd you do to end up in such a good mood?
[Not featured here is the internal dilemma over the word friend, nor the agonizing pauses and disgusted face that she made while typing it out. She really doesn't want to go along with this, it's super and embarrassing and she should just go find him and punch him, but she doesn't think he'd answer her then and now she needs to know and she doesn't know where he is anyway.
Ugh.
At least it's private. And at least later she can clarify that good actually means like a cat that's been rolling around in a field of catnip before being released into a house full of delicate objects, white satin curtains and silk furniture.]