messages with big mack

knock knock

oh lord

nope, it's just me
though I did fall from
heaven if that counts. 😉
you're supposed to say
'who's there' btw smh

who's there?
oh wait
I already know.
a  5'10 toddler.

I'm 6'0.

Mackie
you're 5'10.

okay
if I'm 5'10, then you're in
love with Chris. 😉

ok you're 6'0.

that's what I thought.

ya might wanna tell google
to update your height then.

shit.
anyways, let's talk.

let's not. :)

too late, I'll never stop.
so what's the deal with
chrispy these days? hm?
anything interesting going
on that I probably shouldn't
be this excited to hear?

no not really.
just friends, Macks.

just friends mY ASS.
I saw you guys.

what

I saw it

omg
anthony
please don't tell anyone

wHAt
WHAT  THE SHI T

what

I just used reverse psychology
on you to get you to confess
to me that something happened
between you and Evans.
I know, I'm good.
"Mackie, you're so smart. I wish
I was as intelligent and ruggedly
good looking at you."

dammit.
& trust me, that's not what
I'm thinking right now.

"I wish I had the beautiful,
chocolate complexion that
God blessed Anthony Mackie
with."
read: 4:31pm

OH COME ON POP-TART

that nickname is reserved.
you can't call me that.

why, because CHRIS
calls you that? 😉😏

shut up.