JACK GRAY WAS A MAN WITH THREE FRIENDS AND WAY TOO MUCH time on his hands. He's an actor, and he works some, and does stupid shit with his friends. He loves them to death, and they love them the same.
Then, he breaks his phone, and has to buy a new one. The fun only begans when he tries to text Conan.
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𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧, ben hardy
Fanfiction𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 ❝ did i text the wrong number again? ❞ ( ben hardy x male oc ) © amelia 2018