[one week later]

Douchebag:

I thought we were meeting up? 2:09pm

Classy is typing...

Classy:

I am ill, rain check? 2:15pm

Douchebag:

Okay, hold on. 2:16pm

Douchebag is typing...

Douchebag:

It isn't raining, I just checked. 2:18pm

Classy is typing...

Classy:

You're an idiot and o hope that was a bad joke. Can we meet some other time? 2:20pm

Douchebag:

Gah, fine fine. I would go to you but I don't want to get infected. 2:22pm

Classy:

You are far too kind. 2:24pm

Douchebag:

I know, how have you not fell in love with me? 2:26pm

Classy:

Easy you are a Douchebag. 2:29pm

Douchebag:

Ouch, did you hear that? 2:31pm

Classy:

What? 2:34pm

Douchebag:

That cracking sound. 2:37pm

Classy:

There isn't a cracking sound, are you on crack? 2:39pm

Douchebag:

Oh sorry, my mistake that is the sound of my heart breaking into tiny little pieces. 2:42pm

Classy:

Courtesy of me. You are welcome. 2:45pm

Douchebag:

My heart is breaking and you feel no amount of guilt? 2:49pm

Classy:

My cat is meowing, I think she might be hungry. 2:52pm

Douchebag:

My heart is breaking into million of little pieces and you only care about your devil cat? 2:59pm

Classy:

Hey! My Penny, isn't a devil! You Douchebag. 3:06pm

Douchebag:

Sure, I believe you. 3:10pm

Classy:

I am going to go rest. See you on Tuesday? 3:14pm

Douchebag is typing...

Douchebag:

Wait. 3:17pm

Douchebag:

It isn't raining that day, so no rain checks. 3:20pm

Classy:

I'm not sure if you're joking. But see you then. 3:22pm