LOST BOY ━ benny weir [ ✓ ]

thirteen.

9: 55 PM

benny the creep: you smelled nice yesterday and that hug!

you: sorry, i was just so happy to see you!

benny the creep: oh, really. . . thanks! you're very warm.

you: so are you!

benny the creep: i think a bear would want to live in us. . .

you: what the fuck?! benny! xD

benny the creep: hibernation, man.

you: hey, why did you take so long in the bathroom??

benny the creep: oh, you know a man's business. . .

you: why were there people screaming??

benny the creep: oh, pfft it was just dusk fans, ya know?

you: are you sure? it sounded like screams of fear and not about seeing a "hot" shirtless dude.

benny the creep: don't worry about it, i got it covered!

you: are you sure it wasn't nothing? i mean a guy who wanted to use the bathroom couldn't open the door to get out. . .

benny the creep: oh, well, it was budged.

you: benny, you're not lying to me, right?

benny the creep: no, don't worry, anna!

you: i'm your friend, benny. you can tell me anything.

benny the creep: and you think i don't want to?

you: what do you mean?

benny the creep: i'll text you later. bye.