Watermelon:
Let's meet irl, then.
You:
Huh?
Watermelon:
I'll make you a deal...
If we keep texting...
We'll meet irl and you can see the real me.
You:
How long would we need to text for?
Watermelon:
Three months.
You:
No deal.
Watermelon:
Two months.
You:
No deal.
Watermelon:
Then you can forget about meeting me and seeing me...
You:
How do I know you aren't some 50-year old grandpa?
Watermelon:
Guess you'll have to see ;)
You:
Now I'm really starting to think you're a 50-year-old pervert.
You've got two months.
Watermelon:
The princess finally agrees.
You:
Yeah yeah
Sure
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Texting My Bias | J.JK (reworked)
FanfictionYou lose the paper with your number on it and your bias somehow finds it... Who knows what could happen?
