Texting Dylan Wilde

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Dyl :)

Goodmorning love. How's the head?

too loud

I just texted you.

room is fuzzy. head hurts. the phone buzzing is too loud.

It's 4 pm. Did you just wake up?

shut up.

Well now you're just being rude.

please for the love of god shut up you absolute cabbage

I've never actually been called a cabbage before.

it's not a term of endearment

Do you not cuss?

I avoid doing so.

Why?

all my siblings are like 3-8 I'm not allowed to cuss in front of them, so why make a habit out of it.

Oh. How many siblings do you have?

2 half brothers and 1 half sister.

Half?

dad died 2 years ago and now step dad and mom go at it like bunnies. I think they've stopped in recent years though.

How'd your dad die?

leukemia

Favorite movie?

what is this 20 questions?

It can be called that. I call it me trying to get to know you because I have no fucking clue who you are.

ok shoot.

Did you tell me your name last night?

yes.

Okay did I talk to you for a while?

about 20 minutes

What did we talk about?

next question.

Favorite band?

The Neighborhood

favorite movie?

21 jump street

Favorite burger place?

In n Out

Favorite take out restaurant?

chipotle.

What's your chipotle order?

burrito with white rice carnitas no beans sour cream cheese and guacamole. fuck now I'm craving that.

If I were to postmate it to you would you give me another hint about you?

yes.

Address?

27 8th street apt B

20 minutes.

ok then ask away Dyl.

Do you have a nick name?

yep

Did you tell me your nick name or your real name at the party?

my real name.

What does your real name end with?

an E

Can I ask you something?

I thought you already were.

Seriously though.

yeah sure

Who do you like?

do i have to answer that?

No but I'd like you too.

fuck. um... it's embarrassing

I won't judge.

it's you

Me?

yes

As in Dylan Wilde?

yep

The guy you call dyl pickle and love?

mhm

The fuck. Why? and HEY you called me a player.

like i said before. you did something i can never repay you for. and you are a player.

What did I do?

remember when i told you my dad died?

Yeah.

the day he died I went to a party. I got completely trashed and didn't notice a guy slipped XTC in my drink. He was pulling me up the stairs and I didn't know what was happening. You yelled 'come here you wanker and fight like a man instead of drugging girls and raping them' or something like that. then you punched him and looked around for me but at that point someone had splashed me with water which sobered me up pretty quick, and I left. After that night I started seeing you everywhere. I saw you in the halls. I saw you in english, I saw you in the cafes around campus. I saw you when I'd go to get a book from the library. and I never stopped seeing you. So it eventually developed into a crush I haven't been able to shake. No matter how many dates i go on or how ever many guys I sleep with, it never went away. kinda pathetic huh?

...That was you?

yep. that's my sob story.

Holy shit babe I'm so sorry that happened to you. You know I looked for you.

I know. I just didn't want to be found.

The guy, just so you know.. he's in jail.

How'd you manage that?

My moms a lawyer. Ever since then I wanted to be one too.

Cool. So that's your major then?

Yeah.

Look sorry but I gtg. Kats making me make them dinner because they thought I got postmates without them.

Okay. TTYL babe

ttyl love