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[feel_theburn]

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[buticlosemyeyes]

[stares at her phone and pauses]

...I think you have the wrong number.

[feel_theburn]

You're a wrong number.

[buticlosemyeyes]

Someone's had a little too much to drink.

[feel_theburn]

Is it that obvious?

text message; 1/3 lmao

[typoism]

We're not friends.

text message; 2/3

[typoism]

How did you get this number?

text message; 3/3

[typoism]

[ a few minutes later ... ]

I'm allergic to dogs.

[feel_theburn]

Lois, I had to drink for a cover.

text;

[glenannes]

Flower, Michael? You know the way to my heart isn't through flowers.

[ so amused. and we are not friends, michael, but she will refrain from sending that. ]

(in my head this is something Sam would have sent him)

[feel_theburn]

The way to your heart is violence and confusion.

lmao, michael, you suck at this.

[glenannes]

Confusion?

[ more like truth, but fiona is curious. ]

yes he does, what's new?

[feel_theburn]

Confusion. And explosions. Violence, confusion, and explosions.

A little late to the party, but I couldn't not comment.

[feltalone]

Who is this?

this is a party that never ends

[feel_theburn]

Michael. Who are you?

[feltalone]

Michael who?

txt

[bloodinmyear]

Put the phone down, Michael.

[feel_theburn]

Why?

[bloodinmyear]

Why do you think? You're embarrassing yourself, and me by association.

[Not really, but you know.]