Chit Chat Random Novels & Stories

We talked about random things like cats, weather, gender war, family, and life. A was really funny, though. I found myself laughing at most texts that came through. I think it had something to do with the thrill of it. Knowing I was having such conversations with the most random person on earth was exciting and thrilling. The thought that I just might be having so much fun texting a guy, which would mean I was kind of cheating on Luca, crossed my mind, and I gasped in horror. “Are you a girl or a guy?” I asked since it said nothing of that sort on their bio.

I can say that this channel is a newly created one, it only have 30 members. As I scrolled down to the chats, I saw some people discussing about something. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Hi,guys. Nostartic: Hello! Nik: Hiii @ThisIsKanna

I just finished five chapters in one sitting. I grabbed my phone, opened Telegram, and went to my chat group, Lovely Buricats 💦. It's a lively space filled with writers, and as usual, I was late to the conversation. I started back-reading their earlier messages, trying to catch up on the chatter I had missed. Born to Be Wild: Uggghh. Guys! Let's hit a bar tonight. I'm feeling down. How about the new Paradox Club? It just opened let's check it out.

After I sent that message, everyone in the group chat erupted. It didn't take long for the messages to come flooding in. "What?" "That twist is brutal!" "Dude, why does that sound kind of familiar?" "Wait. Why does this sound like what that woman was talking about a few days ago?" A faint smile graced my lips as I added, "She and her 'true love' are still stupid enough to think the kids are theirs." That line set the group off completely.

I spent hours in my apartment thinking of what I could have done wrong to end up here but I don’t think there’s an answer. So I picked up my jumbled brain and began to focus on my emails. I open my nightstand to find my laptop and decide to distract myself with an other chatroom. I’ve used this chatroom to try and socialize with other people my age. It helps that it’s a chatroom for intelligent kids to pick each other’s brains and it’s mostly anonymous. Especially since socializing is not my strong suit.

"Anonymous Chat. It's been pretty popular lately." I turned my attention back to my laptop. "Sounds like a waste of time." "It's actually fun." Gavin laughed. "It randomly matches you with complete strangers. You can talk about anything without knowing each other's identities." I snorted. "Childish." "Your life's way too serious." Gavin stood and slipped his phone into his pocket. "There's nothing wrong with talking to strangers every now and then. My chat partner's already talking about giving me her real I*******m. Pretty impressive, huh? I've got a blind date with her tonight."

I thought they would no longer come to my stream, but they still visit me and give me virtual gifts. While I was in the midst of streaming, someone suddenly joined under the username "Denver." I don't know if it's his real name or what because it's my first time seeing him. He interacted with me in the chat box and complimented my voice. It made me flattered. Anyway, it's a normal feeling when someone admires you or appreciates something in you, right?

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My fingers hovered over the keyboard, eyes fixed on the digital chat window that had consumed my entire evening. 𝘔𝘦: 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 35 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘡𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘢. 𝘔𝘦: 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸.

It took a lot of bugging for him to agree to a mini date today. I had just stuffed my mouth with a big bite of doughnut when he uttered those words and I immediately started to choke and cough. “Stop it! You’re making people stare.” He grumbled and gave a conscious look around as my choking and coughing had gotten the attention of the other people also having lunch around us. My eyes went wide as I noticed he didn’t even try to offer me a cup of water after dropping that bombshell on me but he cared a lot more about drawing attention to us by my coughing.