aestheticboi
Hey

hamzombae
Oh! U finally texted first

hamzombae
What do u need bby?

aestheticboi
Don't call me baby

aestheticboi
And I'm bored so I'm wondering how to block people on this dumb app

hamzombae
are u trying to block me?

aestheticboi
Ye

hamzombae
But we were getting along sooo well !!!

aestheticboi
U obviously just want sex so u can go find someone else to give you that

hamzombae
lol ur feeling some type of way?

hamzombae
Baby no im sorry
i love u

hamzombae
ok bye

Read 1:56 am
...

John Laurens tossed his phone on his messy bed and rolled his eyes.

He sat with his elbows resting on his knees and his head in his hands. It was a tough day for him. He might get fired, college was kicking his ass, and yet again he would spend Christmas away from his family and all alone.

Though he did have friends, (just a few, Lafayette, Hercules, and the Schuyler sisters with exception) a lot of them would be too busy to spend Christmas with him.

John lifted his head from his hands and his eyes focused on the turtle tank in the corner of the room. His heart dropped drastically.

Nala has been moving slow lately, slower than an average turtle would. John suspected she was sick or at least hoping she was pregnant but he couldn't afford to take her to the vet and see if it's true or false. She barely eats, and stays in her little cave and wouldn't come out for days.

Sometimes John wants to be a turtle.

He tiredly stood up, heart beating against his chest like a caged animal and walked over to Nala's tank. As usual, she was sitting in her cave, avoiding the florescent light that provided warmth for the small habitat as she slept.

What if she's dead..? John's incurable anxiety kicked in and he stick his finger inside the cave, into her shell, and poking her head lightly. He drew his hand back and waited a few seconds, his heart racing miles per hour.

A moment later, the turtle's tiny head popped out of the shell and it's tiny eyes locked with John's. He gave a relieved smile and could almost imagine the naggy turtle glaring at him before it went inside it's shell again.

She wasn't dead yet.

The freckled boy dressed in sweatpants and a dingy hoodie, jumped at the sound of a notification. He instantly groaned, knowing it was that perverted asshole from earlier.

He sat back down on the mattress and unlocked his phone, ready to block the creep when he suddenly read the messages.

..

hamzombae
Baby no im sorry
i love u

hamzombae
ok bye

hamzombae
and merry christmas. I hope you hav a good day

..

John reread the messages at least five times before actually replying.

aestheticboi
Oh thx

hamzombae
What r your plans for today

aestheticboi
I dont have any

hamzombae
No family? Friends?

aestheticboi
they're all too busy

hamzombae
well I will occupy u then

aestheticboi
Why?

hamzombae
no one deserves to spend Christmas alone

aestheticboi
Oh thank you. But why are u being nice now?

hamzombae
Whatre u talking about I'm always nice

aestheticboi
So telling someone ur going to handcuff them and gag is nice?

hamzombae
It's pretty nice if youve tried it before tho

aestheticboi
That's gross

hamzombae
Its all about being a good daddy in the end

aestheticboi
right right

hamzombae
srry baby I gtg

hamzombae
I'll talk to u later

aestheticboi
Oka...

aestheticboi
bye

hamzombae
bye

aestheticboi
daddy

Read 2:17 am