𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, w.soot

SEVENTEEN.

SEVENTEEN ;
TommyInnit

messages !

TOMMY
wil told me to tell you we'll be
there in five minutes
I can't wait to meet you in person
we're going to commit so many
crimes together
:D

Lyn
...
how about we lean more towards inconveniencing every unfortunate
soul who even glances in our direction

TOMMY
I like the way you think woman
I mean Lyn
can I call you lyn?
eveLYN
get it
???????

Lyn
yes tommy I get it
and you can absolutely call
me that I don't mind

TOMMY
cool
hey why don't you take the train like the rest of us?

Lyn
I could
but I would literally
throw up everywhere
I get very motion sick

TOMMY
that's disgusting
why would you tell me that

Lyn
idk probably because you asked

TOMMY
wil told me to stop bothering you
but I don't care what he says
he's a bitch

Lyn
a cute one 🥰

TOMMY
STOP
STOP
STOP
I DO NOT CARE

Lyn
just saying

TOMMY
KEEP THOSE DISGUSTING THOUGHTS TO YOURSELF
I DONT NEED TO KNOW THAT YOU THINK HES HOT AND SEXY
PLEASE LYN IM A MINOR

Lyn
I JUST SAID CUTE
YOURE PUTTING WORDS
IN MY MOUTH

TOMMY
I know what you really mean.

Lyn
???????

TOMMY
😐

Lyn
:/

TOMMY
we're here bitch
hurry

•

It was easy to spot Wilbur and Tommy in the crowd. They towered over a majority of the people coming out of the train, and even if they didn't, the energetic blonde bounding towards her made them easy to find.

"Evelyn! Evelyn, hi!" He exclaimed, pulling her tightly into a hug. "You're so small next to big man Tommy, but that's okay because I think it is funny." Once he released her, he pointed towards Wilbur who was slowly making his way through the crowd. "The bitch sure is taking his sweet time, isnt he? Hey Bitch! Hurry it up, won't you? Evelyns lonely!"

Evelyn sighed loudly as he neared them. "Wil, get some control of your brother. He's a little craz..." she trailed off when she noticed Tommy's glare. "He's a little bit of a delight to be around is what I was going to say."

"Yeah right," Wilbur scoffed as he pulled her to his chest, "you don't have to lie. He needs to know these things to humble him."

"Hey! I'm very humble you fuck! Lyn don't listen to him. He's old and senile and—oh, speaking of. Where's Phil?"

Wilbur shrugged and finally let her step away from his embrace, "dunno. He said he'd be here. Maybe he...you know."