ꜰʀɪᴅᴀʏ, ꜱᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 19ᴛʜ, 9:56 ᴘᴍ☔
you chewed on your thumb, as you instantly saw the read icon appear when your message delivered.
you chuckled, your cheeks warming.
you were now laying on top of your bed in your pajamas, which consisted of his hoodie and a pair of shorts.
you quickly typed a little: hi there :)
after you took a shower the hour before, you knew you had to sleep in it (you just had to).
you patiently waited on the three dots of him typing until he finally responded;
seph☕: what's up buttercup?
you giggled at that, he was so goofy when he wasn't being quiet or flirty.
y/n👩🚀: not much chickenbutt
seph☕: cutie
y/n👩🚀: ahsdjf stop flirting
-seph☕ has deleted a message-
seph☕: who's flirting?
y/n👩🚀: 🙄
seph☕: so what are you up to at this fine hour?
y/n👩🚀: listening to music
seph☕: me too actually
seph☕: 🤨
y/n👩🚀: 😳
seph☕: what exactly are you listening to right now?
y/n👩🚀: here:
seph☕: nice, i'm just listening to a spotify playlist
y/n👩🚀: cool! guess wat :0
seph☕: what is it?
y/n👩🚀: chickenbutt >:)
seph☕: gasp
y/n👩🚀: im bored ugghhhhh
seph☕: let's hang out
y/n👩🚀: what???
y/n👩🚀: right now???!!
seph☕: right now. let me in when i text u that i'm here ;)
y/n👩🚀: i don't get a say in this, don't i?
seph☕: nope.
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