You should work at a taco truck!
Hey!
Carmen!
Good morning buttercup!
It's 2 am. Die!
It's still morning though! :-)
I was sleeping!
Sorry :~(
Oh! Not those again! Please! Let me sleep! I am so tired...
I'm bored again...
Well I wasn't, my dreams were being great to me.
I want to dream.
Then sleep!
I can't. I wish I could.
Don't you have other people you can text?
I do. I just don't like talking to them.
Can't you just prank call some people or something!
Good idea but I'm not into pranks Carmen.
What kind of guy disliked pranks?
Me.
Seriously who are you?
Tacos=name
So you go to my school, right?
Yeah.
Can I bring the tacos to lunch?
Not yet! I'm having to much fun with this!
You are terrible : |
I know, you have told me before. :-B
In person? (Buck teeth? Lol)
Yup! (If that's what you want them to be)
That actually doesn't help. I have said that many times. :-/
I know. I have seen.
Wait! Do we talk a lot?
Does this count?
No.
Either way-More than you would like...
What is that supposed to mean?
;-)
No winking!
But it is so tempting.....please...
No.
Pretty please!
Nope!
Please!!!!!
Goodnight....again!
*goodmorning
Whatever. Just let me sleep.
Fine....
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One day he will get his tacos! One day!
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Your Number
Short StoryIt all started when at 4:25 a text directed towards Carmen's mom sent to someone else. Someone she might know. Someone she might even have history with. Will the anonymous person ever get his tacos?
