WWE Texts [Part 4]

Jon Moxley

Jon: Aye, your workin in the ring wit me 2mrw, rite?

You: First, it's *you're. Second, learn how to spell, dick. Third, it's my job so I fuckin' have to.

J: Damn, who shit in your cheerios?

Y: Fuck off, Jon.

J: HOw about you make me?

Y: How about you leave me the fuck alone?

J: I love messin with ya. Its fun

Y: Screw off

J: I'd rather screw you.

Y: Just stop, Jonathan.

J: Ooooooh, usin my real name. Clever.

Y: What in the hell do you want?

J: I wanted to know if we have to work wit each other tomrw

Y: I already told you, it's my job so I'm getting forced to.

J: Ya know ya love working wit me

Y: Holy shit, Jon. Use the right damn words when talking to me.

J: You're so fiesty.

J: I love it.

Y: Again I say this, FUCK OFF.

J: You're a piece of work, ya know that?

Y: I said stop before I block you from texting me.

J: Oh, c'mon. Don't be like that.

Y: Let's get one thing straight, I do NOT like you. I only act that way because I'm getting paid to. I hate the way you are, the way you treat people, and most importantly, I HATE YOU.

J: You love me.

Y: You just don't get it, do you?

J: Get what?

Y: I ABSOLUTELY HATE YOU. Go fuck a stripper, or something.

J: Baby doll..

Y: Don't call me that.

J: Whatever.

Y: Just leave me alone.

J: What if I don't want to?

Y: I'll fucking make you.

J: How are ya gonna do that?

Y: I have my ways, Jonathan.

J: Can you scream that name in bed?

Y: Gross. You couldn't pay me enough money to get in bed with you.

J: Heh, you won't be saying that in a few days.

Y: ..what's that supposed to mean?

J: You'll see. Catch ya later. ;)

Y: The hell? Jon, tell me!

Y: Ugh, the one time I want to talk to you and you don't answer. Such a man.

J: Sh, and get some sexy for tomorrow.

Y: Ew.