yin yang // thesyndicateproject / tom cassel au

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-Erin-

After chasing Leah around the house for about an hour, I give up and plop onto the couch, Leah plops down next to me, "I hate you." I say. Leah chuckles, "Oh I know." my phone buzzes, I grab my phone out of my back pocket and see that someone was tweeting at me. Opening up Twitter, I see the tweet.

@prosyndicate

"@WTLeah @CaptainSparklez @ElectronErin You all suck."

I look to Leah, her face was in her phone, probably reading the tweet as well. My phone buzzes again.

@WTLeah

"@prosyndicate @CaptainSparklez @ElectronErin Haha, I totally ship you two."

Oh HECK no!

@CaptainSparklez

"@WTLeah @prosyndicate @ElectronErin #Electronicate."

I roll my eyes, and tweet at them.

@ElectronErin

"@CaptainSparklez @WTLeah @prosyndicate Guys, give it up. Spamming our Twitter's isn't going to make us go on the double date."

@prosyndicate

"@ElectronErin @CaptainSparklez @WTLeah My thoughts exactly."

@WTLeah

"@prosyndicate @ElectronErin @CaptainSparklez AWWWW! THIS IS NOW MY OTP."

Rolling my eyes, I tweet at them.

@ElectronErin

"@WTLeah @prosyndicate @CaptainSparklez I'm blocking y'all. I'm just saying, spamming my Twitter isn't enough to make me go."

@CaptainSparklez

"@ElectronErin @WTLeah @prosyndicate Good idea. Leah, DM me her number and we can put them in a group conversation to spam in."

I groan and roll my eyes. I hear a swoosh, meaning Leah just sent a text message. My phone buzzes. "I told him, mate." I glare at her, "I freaking hate you."

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I'm having so much fun writing this ooh my god help.