When Gaston Meets Hope

■15 - How Rich Is Your Sister?■

Tuesday ~ 8:57 am

Dilemman:

Oh, my God, the party was so bad that I had to sneak out without letting my sister know

And, damn was she batshit mad at me after that

starry.eyed.hope:

Jesus, that bad?

Dilemman:

Worse

starry.eyed.hope:

Uh-oh.

So did you have your concert or something?

I mean, did you sing a song?

Dilemman:

Disappointingly, no

Because doing that would be so cinematic and nobody at that party cares about listening to some pop covers, considering everybody pretends to be moved by hearing some classical pieces

starry.eyed.hope:

Aww, man. Now, I feel bad :(

Dilemman:

Don't feel bad

To be honest, I am glad to have just left the place early

starry.eyed.hope:

Just how rich is your sister to be attending such boring, awful parties?

Dilemman:

That was a nice one lmaaooo!!!

And um… pretty rich?

starry.eyed.hope:

Wow, you sound so sure.

Actually, scratch that.

You sound like just what your username states.

Dilemman:

Thanks -_-

starry.eyed.hope:

No but seriously what does "n" in your username means?

Dilemman:

I just had this teenage urge to be overly dramatic at the age of 28

starry.eyed.hope:

You're 28????

Dilemman:

Why do you sound so surprised?

starry.eyed.hope:

No, that's because I thought you always have this teenage urge to be overly dramatic because you're a teenager.

But I am glad that you're not really a teenager.

Imagine me talking to a teenager *shudders* can't do that now lol.

Dilemman:

You're mean, Collins. You're mean

starry.eyed.hope:

Thanks, I try :)

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