Funny Group Chat Photos Novels & Stories

I glanced at the screen to realize it was from the group chat of the four of us: Jess, Mey, Norma, and me. We made this group chat ages ago and it changed its name multiple times if not dozens. It went from The Chamber of Secrets to The Game of Phones, but currently, it was A Gaggle of Giggles, courtesy of Norma. Despite being popular and all, we are still girls and human beings so all of us were a part of at least one fandom. Looking at our username, you could probably guess which fandom. Speaking of Norma, she was the one texting just now.

he said before I could complete my words. “I won’t miss any more,” I promised, “No matter what happens.” Ignis hummed in approval and agreement. No more. I packed two juice boxes and cupcakes and followed the sound of their laughter to my study. “And what did you find in here?” I asked, a grin on my face as I entered the room, but the smile faltered when I saw what they were laughing at. It was a picture I recognised. It was a group photo with Amira, Rune, Koa and Ruelle. We had taken it after a training session, so we looked sweaty and messy.

Ash: Of course, Olivia, it won't change anything about that Olivia: Okay Olivia: I'm ready, then * * * * * * * * * * [A/N: The group chat has their initials has their names: Olivia Francis (OF), Asher Simon (Ash), Mia Castro (MC), Walter Gray (WG), Adam Jacob (AJ), Paul Simon (PS), Steven Luke (SL) further their names will be mentioned like this in the group chat] SL created the group chat SL changed the group chat name to the Plugs SL added Ash SL added OF SL added WG SL added PS SL added MC SL added AJ Ash: What the f*ck is that group name?

If whoever that was thought I’d panic over red lipstick and a dumb message, they clearly hadn’t seen me survive a client meltdown while PMS-ing. I walked into the closet, threw on a white tee and black jeans, hair still damp. My phone buzzed nonstop on the vanity now, the notification tone sharp and relentless. A group chat. Oh God. I tapped the screen, and chaos exploded like fireworks. Dozens of messages from the most emotionally unstable group chat in human history. [WINONA 🍷🖕] DI— OH— MY— GOD. [SHEENA 👛💄] HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HAVE YOU SEEN IT???

“Because this clearly looks like cheating to me.” I held the phone up to show them their picture and Rahul sprang up from the bed, in all his three inch glory and rushed to get his pants. Since I too was riding my shameless adrenalin high, I snapped another picture of him, trying to pull his pants up and then, without wasting any more time, sent the two pictures in the family chat groups that I was a part of, especially the one that had been created for our wedding by the two families. At the bottom, I left the message:

He looked so cool as I chuckled. I put on my data as I sent all the pictures to my sister. Soon I was added to a group. "Blackings?" I asked Paul "What group is that?" I added. "Our group" Felix added. "Ohhh" I replied as I clicked on the group. "Just send all the pictures we took now to the group" Felix said as he swirled his chair childishly. I nodded as I sent the pictures and gave Atinuke my phone to check the pictures.

Ugh! I snubbed her message but she sent another. ~＞"Well, I'm a member of the group 'FAP&GM'" ~＞"What's FAP&GM? " I curiously asked. ~＞" Find A Partner & Get Married" Oh! That annoying group I recently joined and it's bringing me videos and photos of newly wedded couple. ~＞"So are you married? " Janet Johnson asked me. Questions like this freaks me out and aside that it hurts me emotionally, does my uploaded pictures looks like I'm married or do I look old already? Seriously.

You shouldn't even be in the group anymore plus even while you were here you barely talked or responded to anything in the group. I chuckled. Why is she acting so weird? I opened the group chat and scrolled up only to begin to feel sick to my stomach with the more that I saw and read. Someone had screenshot a picture that Luka reposted on his ins**gram page of him in a party with a girl sitting on his lap and a bottle of beer in his right hand with a wide grin and sent it to the group with a caption- Luka's new college girl. It was her, the same blonde girl that was here the other day in Luka's party.

I hear someone say “I heard her mom's sleeping with him too” “Smile for the picture” I get up as fast as I can and leave the cafe “Ma'am your coffee!” As I sprint away from there my phone dings multiple times. I take it out of my bag and I check what might be going on and find that I've been added to a group chat. With my face as the group icon. The gossip club. I tap the group chat and multiple messages flood into my phone. Every message is a picture of me. From this morning.

I couldn't even say bye. I held my phone for a bit and stared at my laptop. A crazy idea just popped in my head. Why don't I ask Theresa and the girls for pictures? Those girls are crazy enough to share photos of their mirror pictures of their asses in thongs. It would be so crazy to be honest. We have a group chat for the girls. It's called 'Gen z sluts'. Not an ideal name but I'm not complaining. 'Girls! Share your sexiest photos for fifty bucks, I'm trying to deceive a sugar daddy.' I texted on the group chat with the water gun emoji.