Clay stared at his screen intently, fingers flying around his keyboard as he moved his character around. Quackity and George were bickering like siblings in his headset, Sapnap was muted as he talked to his stream from down the hall.
His lime green avatar jumped and ducked around the world, nodding a greeting to Callahan as he passed. His three friends chased after him, all joking about how much they were popping off.
Clay's phone screen lit up, illuminating his room with light as he got a notification.
Three new texts from 'Baby Mama' just now.
He smiled and picked up his phone, unlocking it.
i cried in the shower today thinking about blobfish
people keep calling them ugly like they don't have any feelings </3
just thought you should know
Clay bit his lip as he tried to think of a witty response. He wanted her to laugh, or even better yet, groan and roll her eyes. That would be best.
they are the physical embodiment of the ☹️ emoji
He cursed himself as he pressed send, knowing it wasn't good enough.
The typing bubbles appeared almost immediately, and Clay waited anxiously for Caoimhe to send him another message.
if you ever insult them again, i will rip your fingernails off one by one
Clay's eyes widened, and he stifled a laugh as he replied.
good to know you've updated your torture techniques from candy eyes
"Dream!" George yelled.
"Dream! Dream! Dream!" Sapnap chorused
"Dreeeeeeammmmmmm!" Quackity sang, autotune already on.
"Yeah?" He turned his phone off and went back to his computer.
"Dude, you froze for like two minutes." Sapnap laughed. "You good?"
"Is your pc acting up or something?" George asked.
"Nah, sorry, just zoned out." Clay chuckled awkwardly, turning and hitting Quackity's character, making him start crying in autotune.
gotta use my girl scout knowledge somehow
He made his character twerk as he typed out a response with his pinky finger.
you learned how to torture people in girl scouts ???
man, you had a way different experience than my sisters
they just tie-dyed shirts and sold overpriced cookies
Quackity's skin was naked now, and Sapnap was throwing diamonds at the two of them. George had joined in on the autotune. Clay stayed quiet.
don't diss the thin mints, bitch
and troop 5473 was just built different
our leader was my friend's dad who was dishonorably discharged from the military
wow, did he have some weird stories for us around the campfire
Clay barked out a laugh. His friends took this to mean he was laughing with them, and accepted it.
YOU ARE READING
Area Codes // dreamwastaken
Fanfictiona text sent to the wrong number. a conversation between two strangers. their lives changed forever, even if they don't know who's on the other side of the screen. will they ever find out?
