Mr. Cane, Mary, Mathew, LordGrantham, Cora, No. 1, LadyEdith, Sybil, Chauffeur, Mr. Carson, Mrs. Hughes, Mr. Suave, O'Brien, Jimbo, Alfie, TheCook, and Daisy have been added to the conversation.
Anna: Hi! Did I do that right?
Mr. Suave: No, that's why I'm not actually here.
Mary: Don't listen to him, he's still upset.
Mathew: About what?
Mary: Who knows, he's always upset.
Mr. Suave: Maybe I have reasons.
Mathew: Or not.
Alfie: Thanks for adding me, I just got my phone.
Jimbo: Yah, I just fixed mine.
Anna: What happened to it?
Jimbo: Long story, let's just say it's not doing well.
Mr. Suave: Did you face plant too?
Mr. Cane: Don't. Start.
Anna: Yes, please don't.
Mary: Agreed.
Mr. Suave: Hm? I have no idea what your talking about!
Mr. Cane: -_-
Mrs. Hughes: Shouldn't you all be working?
Mr. Suave: We are.
Anna: We're multitasking.
Mathew: Multi-texting!
Mr. Suave: Yes! Nailed it!
Mathew: Second time!
Mary: Now it's my turn for a facepalm.
Mathew: You wouldn't dare...
Mary: -_-
LadyEdith: She probably would.
Mary: Maybe I will!
Sybil: Now they're fighting...
Mathew: Yes, it always ends up this way.
Anna: Uhm, could we just not?! It's not like we need the practice.
Mr. Suave: Yah, we get enough of that when not texting...wait...I like fighting...neva mind *evil face*
LadyEdith: Okay, fine.
Mary: What? I'm not fighting.
LadyEdith: You were!
Mathew: Girrrlllsss,
Mary: Sorry.
LadyEdith: Don't apologize for me!
LadyEdith: *ehem* Sorry.
Anna: This is working out great...
Cora: Don't worry, it'll turn out fine.
Anna: Thank you, m'lady.
Mary: Wow, seriously Ma ma, are you ever negative?
Cora: I don't know.
Mathew: Interesting response.
Cora: Why, thank you, Mathew!
Mary: That was random.
Mr. Suave: Uh, hello, all of this is.
O'Brien: True, true.
Anna: Just ran into Mr. Bates!
Mr. Cane: Hi!
Anna: Hi!
Mr. Suave: Your kidding. Your like a foot away from each other, and your texting?
Anna: Uhm....
Mr. Cane: More like, dictating?
Mathew: *facepalm*
Mary: And he's done it again.
Mr. Suave: I'm surprised you even have a nose left.
Mathew: -_-
Jimbo: So, why are we texting again?
Mr. Carson: Really, James, you are still calling yourself that?
Jimbo: Meh why not.
Mr. Carson: I could think of a few reasons.
Jimbo: I'm sure you could. Oh look, there is a spot on this silver platter I'm carrying.
Mr. Carson has left the conversation.
Jimbo: Works every time.
Alfie: I'll have to remember that.
Mrs. Hughes: Hello, I'm still here.
Alfie: Ohhh.
Jimbo: Uh, hi?
Mrs. Hughes: I'm not amused, boys.
Jimbo: Trust me, the feeling is mutual.
Anna: Okay, let's find something other then arguing to do!!!
Mr. Suave: Like I said, that seems to be our life.
Anna: Alright, never mind. I have an idea, and this text is a bust. I'll add you all to a new one.
Mary: Alright, see you there.
Anna has left the conversation.
(Yo guys! I don't usually leave authors notes, but I just wanted to say that I know I promised to put certain people in future texts, and they will be. It's just that I already have a few drafts written out, so they will be published first.
~ Jake Vader Out.)
