Presley:
I'm ded
Butch:
is that even a word?
I forgot the a
and omfg ur aliveaww shit are you mad at me?
depends
aww fuck
YOU FUCKING DUMBASS
LEFT ME ON READ! I WAS
GONNA DO A FUCKING
SEARCH PARTY ON YOUR
ASS BUT I DON'T FUCKING
KNOW WHAT YOU LOOK
LIKE YOU SON OF A BITCH!!
HOW THE FUCK AM I
SUPPOSED TO FIND A DEAD
MAN?!?!aww kitten you care about me
kitten?
yeah dats u
why?
cause you're a feisty little thing
correction: my feisty little kittenpossessive
of course you need a guy who
treats you right and is a little
bit possessive but in a good way
unlike that Jake mac & cheeseu mean Jason Mac?
that's exactly what I typed out
you're adorable
Omfg stop it with the fucking
Sebastian Stan gifs!can't sorry you're in love with me
YOU ARE READING
Liar, Liar, Pants On Fire
FanfictionIn which Sebastian Stan sends a text to a wrong number asking where his lube is. I do not own anything except the plot and the witty comebacks. (Completed) Second book is Puppy Dog Love.