Twelve- Connor
When Max created a group chat with Seth and me, telling us that we were all going to blow up Angelina's phone with random text messages, I couldn't help but laugh at his idiocy.
Seth: Now why on Earth would we do that? We are sweet and innocent boys who would never do something like that...
Connor: Nice one Seth. Haha. Real funny.
Max: So you down for it or what?
Connor: Sure, why not
Seth: Of course I am!! Screw the sweet and innocent boys!
Laughing to myself, I switched over to find Angelina's newly added contact.
Connor: Hello Angelina! It's me, Connor
Angelina: Hey Connor
Connor: H
Connor: E
Connor: Y
Connor: How are you tonight?
Connor: ???
Connor: ???
Connor: Angelina... Angelina...
Connor: Angelina... Angelina...
Connor: Am I annoying you yet?
Connor: WHY AREN"T YOU RESPONDING????
As I was typing out every message, a thought occurred to me. What if Max set us up? What if Seth was in on it? What if-
Angelina: Why are you all doing this to me??
So I wasn't the only one. Thank goodness.
Connor: BeCaUsE wE cAn DoN't YoU lOvE uS
Connor: ??? WeLL aRE You ???
Angelina: I'm just going to stop responding. Goodnight.
Laughing, I set my phone down on the dresser beside my bed. I layed there, staring at the ceiling. I felt my eyelids drooping.
I wish every Friday night could be like this one was tonight... I thought as I drifted off to sleep, the adrenaline from the game finally wearing me down.
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