chAceOfSpades:
did you do you assignment

Quinnie:
yeah i did

chAceOfSpades:
prove it

Quinnie:
wtf i really did

chAceOfSpades:
i do not trust you

Quinnie:
i swear on newts goddamn life i don't wanna get my stuff out again

chAceOfSpades:
fine

Quinnie:
so what's your name then???

chAceOfSpades:
jesus

Quinnie:
stfu

chAceOfSpades:
nah it's taran

Quinnie:
wtf that's such a cool name

chAceOfSpades:
it's a weird one i don't like it

Quinnie:
it's better than fucking quentin

Quinnie:
I swear my parents were high when they chose my name

chAceOfSpades:
but quinn is a nice name

Quinnie:
chase sounds a bit like a one direction fanfiction but it's okay

chAceOfSpades:
wow thanks

Quinnie:
nah it's

Quinnie:
cool i guess

chAceOfSpades:
:)

Quinnie:
but how did you chose it???

chAceOfSpades:
no idea my friends just started calling me this

Quinnie:
h o w

chAceOfSpades:
i   d o n ' t   k n o w

Quinnie:
fine

chAceOfSpades:
thanks

Quinnie:
also isn't it like 2 am where you are

chAceOfSpades:
uhhhh

Quinnie:
wtf sleep

chAceOfSpades:
i don't wanna

Quinnie:
please???

chAceOfSpades:
did you just say please wtf

Quinnie:
stfu

chAceOfSpades:
:')

Quinnie:
sleep now

chAceOfSpades:
fine

Quinnie:
thanks

chAceOfSpades:
you sleep too isn't it 11 pm

Quinnie:
that's normal 4 me

chAceOfSpades:
you have school tomorrow

Quinnie:
you sound like my mom

chAceOfSpades:
i'm your mother now

Quinnie:
ew

chAceOfSpades:
shut up and sleep now

Quinnie:
pf fine good n8

chAceOfSpades:
yeah night

The days went on, and so, Chase eventually knocked on his friend's door like it was the end of the world and the doctor was coming to saw his legs off.
And that very, very pissed friend opened the door. And he looked like a was that close on smashing something into his face, like a shoe or the new table they just got. But because both was out of reach, he just growled a quiet "You're late, dumbfuck", and got back inside again, followed by a certain blackhaired idiot.

It was saturday, and the entire chaossquad decided to turn Will's place into a cinema, just louder and smaller and they had beer. And everyone yelled and there's William's dog trying to get pizza and everyone is on each others phone to screenshot the weirdest messages and honestly, it's a mess, but they loved it. Except the fact that the dog threw up on the carpet once, but other than that, they wouldn't miss a second of it.
And as his friend already mentioned, Chase was late, so it already somewhat started. It wasn't his fault tho- he didn't thought his online game would take this much time, and the traffic in New York on a saturday afternoon was horrible- but they didn't start the film yet and they all looked somewhat sober to him, so he wasn't too late. The only thing he apparently missed was Kayla chugging the entire water bottle so Jason had to get up and get a new one, and to be honest, he wasn't quite sure if he wanted to see the smallest girl in the group chugging an entire bottle with absolutely no fear in her eyes.

And not even an hour later, armageddon already began. They were all still somewhat okay, nobody paid attention to the film and they desperately tried to get Taran's phone.
"You promised us that you'd tell us!"
"This does NOT include spamming Quinn with your stupid messages!"
"His name is Quinn?"
"Honestly fuck you."
"I just stated something you said?!"
"So what?"
"Guys please-"
Kayla sat on his lap trying to reach it, Nico behind him on top of the couch, William and Isabelle threw stuff at him and Jason gave up on trying to seperate them and ate pizza.

"Come ooooon, please please please please!"
"No you won-"
"Got it!"
With a fat grin on his face, Nico jumped from the couch, followed up by his self- proclaimed bodyguard and Chase.
"Guys fucking come on-"

chAceOfSpades:
Quinn?

Quinnie:
yeah???

chAceOfSpades:
Can you sehdjajdauhdh

Quinnie:
wtf

"Come on Taran!"
"No you big goddamn puppy."
"We just wanna know who you're fucking with in the future."
"What the fuck Will?!"
"Is he blushing tho-"
"I am not?!"
"I got his phone again y'all!"

chAceOfSpades:
ah sorry

Quinnie:
np tho

chAceOfSpades:
bacc to the topic

Quinnie:
We had a topic?

chAceOfSpades:
can i have a picture of you??

Quinnie:
...

chAceOfSpades:
pretty please

Quinnie:
first of no

chAceOfSpades:
QwQ

Quinnie:
second who are you

chAceOfSpades:
wdym

Quinnie
idk you just don't sound like chase???

"He regocnizes how you write-"
"Well duh we wrote for a few weeks now." Chase hissed annoyed and tries to grab his phone, resulting in his friend sitting on the floor while still texting Quinn.
Goddamn.
"I hate you."
"Same, but Quinn is nice."
"Yeah, he is."

chAceOfSpades:
okay fine i'm his friend

Quinnie:
oh really

chAceOfSpades:
can i habe a pic now

Quinnie:
no

chAceOfSpades:
pwetty pwease

Quinnie:
stop it

chAceOfSpades:
uwu

Quinnie:
i hate you already with every inch of my being

chAceOfSpades:
how many inches are those to be exact

Quinnie:
fuck off

chAceOfSpades:
ohhhhhh i have an idea

Quinnie:
dear fucking god spare my poor soul

chAceOfSpades:
can we call you

Quinnie:
no wtf

chAceOfSpades:
he has a contact named quinn i'm gonna assume that's you

chAceOfSpades:
when did he got your number

Quinnie:
don't you fucking dare

incoming call: Chase/Taran