Stiles: hola chicka
Ariel: chicka?
Stiles: yes
Ariel: it's chica
Stiles: 😐
Ariel: ya know what you can square tf up
Stiles: sorry there buddy
Ariel: what're you doing
Stiles: sitting in a cop car
Ariel: I'm gonna assume your with your dad because you wouldn't be texting me if it was any other cop
Stiles: how'd you know?
Ariel: I'm me and I'm fucking smart as hell thats how
Stiles: I'm rolling my eyes
Ariel: I KNOW THEYRE BEHIND YOUR HEAD SO FAR BACK THAT YOU CAN SEE THE EMPTY SPACE WHERE YOUR BRAIN IS SUPPOSED TO BE
Stiles: did I miss something
Ariel: you didn't bring me food this morning
Stiles: and here we go again😑
Stiles: you should throw a pity party for yourself with lots of food
Ariel: can I cry at this Pity Party
Stiles: I feel like there's gonna be a reference I'm not gonna get
Ariel: Idek but here goes nothing
Ariel: IM CRYING UNTIL THE CANDLES BURN DOWN THIS PLACE IM CRYING UNTIL MY PITY PARTY IS IN FLAMES
Stiles: sad enough I got that reference
Ariel: you love it
Stiles: nah I love you
Ariel: I love you too weirdo💙
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