Text Imagine #4

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You: babe, can you come pick me up? I feel like shit.

Ryan: I told you not to drink vodka

You: I should listen to you next time

Ryan: yeah, probably.

You: shut up. I'm dying, now come get me

Ryan: fine. Where are you?

You: I'm at Gerard's apartment with Violet.

Ryan: k

You: wait

Ryan: what?

You: can you get me some food, pls? Im starving.

Ryan: yeah. What do you want?

You: can you get me a cinnamon bun?

Ryan: yeah, sure.

You: thank you. I love you.

Ryan: I love you too. I'll be there in like 5 minutes. 💜

You: kk, be careful. Don't text and drive pls. 💞

Ryan: I won't, don't worry.

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