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Tobias.

I'm busy.

No you're not.

I'm sorry.

No you're not.

Honestly. So very sorry. Hear my side.

Ok.

I left my phone at my apartment in a hurry to go.

Where?

Home. My grand dad. He slipped and broke his wrist.

Oh. How is he?

Better. I was the closest. Mom was visiting my sister and he was alone.

Oh ok. I thought you were done with me.

Why? What made you think that?

I asked to sext. So..

No dummy. It's ok. You're young and curious.

And shameless.

It's me. You can be anything you want.

Is it pathetic that my only close friend is some anonymous prude out in the void?

No. Do you know there are millions of pen pals and internet buddies, complete strangers yet closest friends?

When you didn't reply, I felt lost. Like I'm not good enough even for a texting only friend.

Even?

Ha ha ha, that's all you care about?

Of course. I give so much of my valuable time for you. I need proper recognition.

When did you come back.

Just now. Phone is still charging.

Thanks Marc.

My pleasure.

**** End of Chat 1002 ****

So...

So?

It's officially over.

What is?

My guy, who gave me butterflies.

What happened.

He is gone.

What do you mean?

Gone with the wind. Left me alone. He too forgot me.

In two weeks? That's very short.

NO. We didn't break up.

Then?

If he liked me back, he'd have made some effort to talk to me right?

Right.

He didn't.

Why don't you make the effort?

I can't.

Tobbie. Live a little.

Shut up.

I'm gonna make the effort for my guy.

Yeah? How?

Give him his portrait.

Eww.. that's too old school.

Oh.

Then?

Ask him for a dance.

Isn't that old?

It's gold. It says you're interested.

Okay. What about you?

Mine is not straight forward like yours.

I'm super awkward.

He is super cool.

I'm not even gay last month.

I don't know anything about him. I saw him in a bar. That one time.

Oh. You didn't talk?

Nope. I kinda ran away. He was too intense.

Tobbie...

Mmm?

Tell me more about your guy.

Fuck. No. He didn't do anything. His gaze was too intense. I panicked at my own reaction. That's all.

That's okay. Tell me.

He was tall.. dark... gym bod. Black eyes, killer eyes. Oh my god. I can't even!?!!??!

Pitch Black skin?

Dude... Yes.

Hmm..

Dude.. I told you nothing happened.

Tobbie... Was he in a red sweater?

SHIT!

Is this portrait you?

FUCK!!

Tobbie...

Wow.

Tobbie.. you haven't confirmed anything. I'm dying here.

Stop calling.

Why?

Sorry. It's okay.

I said grey shirt, you said boring.

Tobbie..

You there?

Tobias..

**** End of Chat 1003 ****