Mom! I'm Texting Serial Killers! (Creepypasta x reader)

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'This is literally such cliché coincidence! I get the whole house to myself for two weeks!' You thought giddily.

You stumbled up the stairs, somehow, and made it to your cozy, (neat/messy) room and flopped on your bed, pulling out your phone and deciding to text the groupchat about your parents leaving.

(fuckboi has joined the chat!)

Winewhore:

Bitch

No get off the grouPCHAT U PAINT WHORE!

BobRossReincarnated:

No.

Lol.

Liu added me on here because of Splendors party!!

Jesus

Also don't call me a paint whore I use blood most of the time.

Your the wine whore here.

It's in your damn name.

Y'know what? Frik y'all hoes imma play Uno.

(BobRossReincarnated has left the chat! Bye, bye! Asshole!)

Winewhore:

I—

Tea.

Actually no, wine.

elfelectrician:

Jesus help this chat.

Anyway

(Y/n) your hhheeerre!

Now we can tell ya the party plansssss

Time to get juicy

fuckboi:

Mmh

S a u c y

Jane:

Okay, so we managed to actually organize everyone into groups.

Kage, Trendor, (Y/n), Helen and I will do the decorating after Jeff, Slender, Liu, Clockwork, and Brian do the refurbishing in the gym of the abandoned school.

Masky and Toby are getting the food preparations, along with setting up some tables and chairs.

There we go.

Also I'm the one who actually separated the groups and shit.

Y'all whack.

mushy:

Bitch

By food preparations you mean me and ticks going to the store and buying shit right?

Tickingtimebomb:

Dang right oof

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