SUNDAY
8:34 PM
Kevin: I saw that selfie👀
Sandra: and??😒
Kevin: 😍😰
Sandra: am I supposed to say thank you?
Kevin: where's my tag at tho?
Sandra: you're begging kevin just letting you know
Kevin: tag me
Sandra: no
Kevin: tag me.
Sandra: no.
Kevin: you can even put the caption as "kevin begged to be tagged".
Sandra: no.
9:57 PM
Kevin: I see my tag👀😏
(2)Kevin: am I yours now?😉oh wait, I am we already knew this
Sandra: I only did it cause you were begging.
Kevin: sureee I'll believe you this time.
(2)Kevin: btw I'm already getting messages about people asking us if we're together.
Sandra: we're not🙄
Kevin: yet.
Sandra: never.
Kevin: you just tagged me in a photo baby I have hope for us
Sandra: do you WANT me to untag you?
Kevin: I'll stop talking.
Sandra: good choice.
Kevin: can I talk about the selfie?
Sandra: why?
Kevin: Why am I tagged on your lamp?
Sandra: because the lamp was turned off unlike your phone.
Kevin: that was shitttt
Sandra: no one asked
Kevin: A+ for effort 🤓 why couldn't I be tagged on ur face?
Sandra: I don't want you to ruin it.
Kevin: I can't ruin something that's going to be perfect either way
I hovered my thumbs over my screen, turning around to lay on my stomach. I bit my lip, almost groaning into my pillow at his words. He couldn't just say things like that and think I wouldn't be affected. Idiot.
Kevin: so you're going to read that but not say anything? Have I left you speechless?
Sandra: no
YOU ARE READING
Chase
ChickLit"Go to prom with me." "No." Side note: this story is pretty "fluffy" and was made from the many boring moments I had on bus rides. #17 in Chicklit (27/03/2018)
