Novel & Cerita Contoh Bubble Chat

his chat back with a laughing emoticons. “It’s the same babe. Might if there are ladies in each of you men there.” She replied. “Dinner meeting with a date.” Her chat again with a sad emoticon. Richard just send a laughing emoticons. And another heart emoticon. He send again a photo and when Anne views it, it’s already the foods that Richard and colleagues ordered. “Our foods is here. Will chat you back babe.” He said. “Okay babe. Take your time.” She replied. And she’s thinking and late to realize if Richard is on a dinner meeting. How can he chat? Do he and his colleagues not talking about business?

"Hi cutie, can I get your phone number?" Ambrose said coldly, "No." The girl was a little hurt but didn't give up. "Can't we just add each other on Facebook and have a chat?" Ambrose thought for a moment, and then took out a card from his pocket and handed it to her. "If you want to chat, add this account." The girl looked confused. Ambrose said earnestly, "This is a professional chatting service. It costs 100 dollars an hour, and you can start chatting after you pay. If you pay, you can chat about whatever topic you want for as long as you want."

He shook her hand with his, flashing his pearly white teeth. "Pleasure is all mine," Diana replied, crinkling her nose. Lucas found the mannerism cute. "Who would have thought I would be someone's knight in shining armor." He grinned. "That's a stretch--" She snorted. 'This guy is easy to talk to.' Diana contemplated. "Alright. Thanks again. Have a good night." Diana turned to leave. "Wait!" Lucas stopped her. "Can I add you in Chatify?" Chatify is a trending social media app in today's generation. It allows you to call, text, video call, send stickers, send payments, follow trending news and do live videos.

My heart dropped. With trembling hands, I tapped open the rest of the images. One chat screenshot after another exploded across my vision. [Good night, baby. Dream of me.] [I ordered you a matcha latte. Don't forget to drink it.] [This song is so good. Sharing it with you.] Those were the messages I had sent Billy Evans last night, at noon today, and just moments ago. And five minutes earlier, I had transferred 500 dollars to his secondary account to buy him the latest gaming keyboard.

I have created a group chat with my parents on W******p where we used to chat. I sent them pictures of my trip of the day, hoping they would reply something. I checked my phone again and again, but there were no replies. They have seen the pictures and my messages, but they chose to remain angry at me. I clicked on the mic button and started to record a message for them.