Feferi Typing Quirk Novels & Stories

I read and I chuckle. “Hey mama,” another text pops up again. “How is your journey going?” she inquires. “Valeri Donald…. Oh sorry I meant to write Valeri Remington,” I read and I roll my eyes, knowing fully well that she is trying to annoy me on purpose because If she isn’t, she would have canceled the Valeri Donald that she typed earlier instead of typing both Valeri Donald and Valeri Remington in the same sentence.

Right already! "What about you, Agape? What's your ideal type?" Fafa Vaspe asked. We nailed our eyes on her. Rather on THEM. That caught her off guard. She was busy eating and was about ti feed Fafa Kirk if only we didn't look at them. Gotcha, love birds! Hihihihihi. "H-Huh? M-Me?" Her eyes widening in embarrassment and she looks so cute. Fafa Kirk bite the food already after waiting for seconds and chew it really slow. He's even lazy to chew? Seriously?

I texted, feeling embarrassed to ask for help but knowing I needed to. He saw it right away, which gave me hope. “Why WhàT HàPP3nèd Tø OúR BóSS?” I frowned at what I saw. What kind of typing is this? “Fix your typing, I don’t understand. My head hurts, goodness.” I sent that quickly, hoping Alas would change his typing style. “SóRrY MàAm jEn ThiS íS óUr HàBiT àNd I càNt jUst cHàNg3 iT qÚiCkLy, jijiji #03”

I asked Death. "There's only one reason, it's because I hate Ainesh Otizam" He said that surprised me, the hero of Mundo da Fantasia is hated by Death? Is the Hold that belongs to darkness really that bad? That's why I was shaking my head. "Baki?" I promise seriously. ... BOM DIA- GOOD MORNING BOA TARDE- GOOD AFTERNOON BOA NOITE - GOOD NIGHT FERA- ANIMALS/FAMILIAR "Commitment Day" - The day where students do a ritual to get the Fera they are destined for

Wait, didn't she sleep yet ? my heartbeats increased when i saw 'typing' instead of online. *typing*

"It’s such a shame you missed their entrance. Truly, Chloe, they were the most radiant couple in the room. Seeing them together... they just look so perfectly matched. Don't you think?" To Chloe, Feifei’s voice was nothing more than the persistent barking of a stray dog—grating, predictable, and utterly exhausting. She looked at her cousin with a gaze so detached it was chilling. "Are you finished?" Chloe asked, her voice a low, steady vibration. "If you’re done yapping, step aside. Haven't you heard the saying? A good dog doesn't block the path. Or have you already forgotten the sensation of being tossed out into the street like trash?"

-Daniella) I sighed a relief. I almost complied to that. I began to type for a reply; (You almost got me. Well, my head hurts a lot but it's fine. How'd you get my number?) I clicked send and waited for a reply. After seconds, there was a beep on my phone. Wow. She's fast at typing. (Ryder gave it to me. It's okay for you, right?) Wow, she even typed the words without missing any vowels. Ryder and Jason texts with no vowels in the words as if they loathe vowels so much or they are just lazy idiots. Yeah, I think both. I typed a reply once more.

Feral muttered in a daze as Genad walked towards him. “I’m asking you to feed me yourself, can’t you take a hint?” “Ah, okay…” Feral whispered softly as his pale face flushed up in embarrassment, why was this guy being like this?! ‘Zero!! My heart!!! I thought he was the cold type. But he’s actually the tsundere type???’ ‘Perhaps.’ Feral stared shyly as Genad bit into the stick meat all the while being glared daggers at by the ignored guardian. (^._.^)ﾉ: How dare he steal my slave!!

Melody typed rapidly on the keyboard, and a black command window popped up. "Now, enter the password." I took a deep breath and recited a complex password consisting of 19 characters, including both uppercase and lowercase letters, numbers, and symbols. "D... M... G... h... a... n... o... v... e... r... 1... 9... 9... 8... k... l... a... u... s...!" When I uttered the last character, Melody's finger stopped on the Enter key. She looked up in shock at me.

She then logged in to a webpage through a black interface. It resembled a chat window. There, she saw a number of blinking profile pictures. She selected a black one and opened it. A series of weird characters popped out. After a quick glance, Faye typed a line of text on the screen. The person on the other end responded almost instantly. In just over ten minutes, Faye had all the information she needed. Without waiting for a response, she sent a goodbye emoji and shut down her laptop. Little did she know that the person on the other end was thrilled by her response. They had been holding back a flood of questions to ask Faye, but she went offline before they could even speak.