Message Me [Septiplier]

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Saturday, May 7, 2016

nogla-ass: Suck My Big Meaty Cock

mef95: I'm a vegetarian.

nogla-ass: That's a damned shame
nogla-ass: Seán wants ta suck yer dick

mef95: Well, at least now I know you're a friend of his, and not some creepy stranger.

nogla-ass has added septicsean to the conversation.

nogla-ass: Tell yer boyfriend I AM a creepy stranger

septicsean: how did you get his username??

nogla-ass: I stole yer phone ye big lug

septicsean: i should not have to protect my belongings from you

mef95: Anyways.
mef95: I'm not his boyfriend.

nogla-ass: He just put his hand over his heart and said ow

septicsean: DAITHI SHUT UP

mef95: My poor little Jackaboy, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.

septicsean: yeah sure

mef95: I didn'ttttttt.

septicsean: mhm

mef95: I can't tell if you're actually mad at me, stop it.

nogla-ass: He's pouting
nogla-ass: He says he wishes ye could see it
nogla-ass: He's glarin at me
nogla-ass: He's yellin at me to stop narrating

mef95: See what?

septicsean: nothing
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"Mark, what-" Jack was cut off by Mark's distressed face, frowning at him.
"See what, Seán? I know there's something going on."
"Uh oh, lover's quarrel, I'm outtie. I'll see ya later, Jackaroonie," Daithi was gone before he even finished talking, leaving Jack by himself, sighing.
"Mark, I just...I love- I love my new mascot," He saved himself some embarrassment, "It's a little green eyeball, I wanted you to see." Jack leaned out of view and picked up the little yarn plushie, holding it up to the camera, "His name is Sam, because I wanna name me own son that, one day."
Mark was dumbfounded. He couldn't tell if Jack was lying or not, but he was certain that he was. Then again, Jack's never lied to him before. "Um, okay. He's cool, I like him."
"Me too! I wanna make shirts eventually, wouldn't that be cool?"
"I was thinking that too, I don't have a little character, though."
"I'm sure you'll come up with one soon!"
"Yeah, maybe."
"Are you okay, Mark?"
"I don't know, Jack."
Jack tensed. Mark never called him that, it was always Seán. He didn't like it when Mark called him that. He bit his lip, "I, uh, I have to go. Can we talk later?"
"I guess so."
Jack quickly hung up, feeling as though he were going to cry. It was just a stupid nickname,  why did it bother him so much?