wrong number - quackity

eleven!

alex <3

hey idiot
get ready, i'm picking you up in twenty

dumbass you don't know where my hotel is.

then tell me? 
damn

hmm no, i don't think i will

rory.

fine fine
stay on main. 

thank you
wasn't that hard, was it?

fuck you 

when

oh my god you're insufferable

you literally love me

and i ask myself why everyday, alex

ouch i have feelings y'know

yeah. i like to hurt them. 

now what the fuck

aren't you supposed to be driving?

i'm siting in my car, yet to pull out of the garage
trying to process what the fuck you just said to me

i
like
your
wait fuck
i fucked it up
alex i like to hurt ur feelings. now go cry

fuck off

gladly

i'm omw

then don't text and drive??

-

he's there in twenty minutes, just like he said he would be, and damn did he look good. 

"hey, fucking idiot." she greets, opening the door and getting in the vehicle. "hey, dumbass" he returns, driving off as soon as her door closes. 

"where are we going?"

"to the fair that's in town."

"how cliche," she laughs, "but that's okay, as long as you win me one of those stuffed animals, then i'll let it slide."

alex chuckles, and stopping at a red light. she looks at him, and holds her hand out. and he looks at it, then back up at her. "nice hand idiot"

"alex please" she smiles, and he gives in, lacing their fingers together. "yay" she mumbles, opening her phone as the light turns green. 

-groupchat-

the boys!!!!!!!!!!!!

karl - bold italics
sapnap - underline
dream - bold underline
george - regular
quackity - bold
rory - italics 

sapnap is bad a keeping secrets 
minnesota is cold this time of year btw

SAPNAP
WHAT THE HELL

I DIDNT KNOW

WE SPECIFICALLY SAID DONT TELL RORY

FUCKING IDIOT