Good morning
It's not morning
A-ha! So it's night where you are? it's 6:44pm here not morning haha
Your asking the wrong questions Katy
Come on
I feel stupid not knowing your name
Are we friends yet?
I don't know?
Then I don't trust you
Yet
Okay
Fine
Let's play a game
What game
Take it in turn to ask questions, but we both have to answer.
Okay
Anything goes, you have to answer.
Okay
What's your last name
That's too personal
You get to know mine...
Promise you'll answer all my questions truthfully
I promise
Okay
Graves
Katy graves, falls off the tongue nicely
Please don't say my name out loud... anyway, what's yours
Chapman
Mr chapman, please do tell me your first name
Nope, no first name
That's not fair!
Tell me
I answered your question
I'm not ready for you to know yet
Anything else I promise I'll answer, I'll tell you when I trust you
I want to know by the end of the month?
Fine, make sure I trust you by then
I get another question
What colour are your eyes?
Blue
Green
What colour is your hair
Blonde
Black
Attractive description, what's your favourite band?
Not really a music guy, older rock, I couldn't choose
Me too but my favourite has to be Fred Parker and the cross stitches
The fuck is that shit!
Listen to them
No
Thank you
One last question before I go to bed?
one each?
Fine
Do you live alone?
Not alone, in a dorm. Shared house.
I live alone.
Are you single?
Yes
Me too
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Internet strangers - a text story
Mystery / ThrillerKaty joins an infamous chat room, Quickchat and finds herself talking to a user named Openletter95. Everything seems normal until she starts to piece things together and finds there is something very sinister going on.
