Funny Group Chat Photos Novels & Stories

"Oh, shoot! I think I accidentally sent one of your photos!" I snatched the phone back from him in a frenzy. The situation in the group chat was the same as it'd been in my previous life. He'd deleted the photo on this end, which meant the photo couldn't even be removed from the group chat anymore. "Huh?" "Is this some kind of special surprise for the first day of college?" "Who sends an intimate photo of himself out of nowhere?" "Hey, man. Are you just trolling or are you seriously trying to show off your muscles?"

] One crude joke after another flooded the chat. Then one of Yvonne's friends suddenly freaked out. [You idiots are drunk! Wrong group! Jared's in here too! Delete those messages!] The chat instantly turned into chaos, but most of the messages were already stuck there. Someone thought it was funny and replied: [So what if he sees them? You think he'd actually say anything?] I didn't react. I got up and made myself something to eat. Right after my last bite, the front door swung open.

When Gu Mocheng shifted his attention back to the phone, Shen Linfeng again giggled cheekily. No way. There was no way he could be the only one enjoying this hilarious scenario. He had to let the other brothers know too. He fished out his phone and took a video of Gu Mocheng, and posted it straight to their Wechat group… Not long after, the group became lively and active with discussions…

"Really? You couldn't have done that earlier today when I wasn't here?" "No regrets," he retorts, blowing me an air kiss before exiting the room, a move that makes me roll my eyes. While he's away, I pull out my phone to check my notifications. It turns out I have quite a few. I decide to respond to my group chat with the gang, a name we coined seven years ago: Gang Before Bangs, a playful spin on "bros before hoes" and "chicks before dicks." Sky: Just confirming, did we all land safely?

Bee "Yes o. Because that friendship of yours feels more like a Frienrelationship from all the screenshots you sent" Dee "Wait! Jay Jay sent screenshots? I didn't see them." Toks "When you no de read chats. I am sure you opened the group chat and just typed without scrolling first" Dee chuckling. "I honestly didn't. Okay lemme go through them " Janet "Alright girls, I will catch up later. I am going back to work" Toks "worky worky" Bee "Don't mind her. See you later" Janet "Later"

Samantha I spent nearly an hour talking with the girls in our group chat. Strangely, the time felt both long and incredibly short. Message after message flooded the screen while everyone exchanged updates, shared stories, complained about work, joked around, and comforted each other so naturally that it almost felt like the past five years had never happened at all. For the first time in what felt like forever, I found myself smiling nonstop at my phone. Sometimes I laughed quietly under my breath.

I don't think it's fair, even though I know I am that unfair. "Say yes. You don't have to pretend or hide," Giulio opens his messenger and shows me a chat called Vito Bros Hang Out Room. He scrolls through, letting me read the previous messages and chats. I couldn't help the laughter that leaves my throat at their shenanigans. Giulio is the life of the group, sending emojis, photos and crazy fun facts. Most of the messages are his. The other brothers either reply with one or two sentences or emojis. "Let's take a selfie!"

“First Harley gets her alone in a cabin. Then you get her falling into your arms in skin-tight gym wear. And me? I get memes of my flirt fails in the group chat. Unreal.” “A group chat that you made and forced all of us to join.” “Shut up, I’m already annoyed.” Luca said, then smiled just a little. “But then again, it’s you. And I know you’ll find a way to ruin it before I get my chance.” I didn’t respond. Because that was probably true. Then Harley arrived. He didn’t say anything. Just slid into the seat beside me and passed his phone down on the table. The same photo stared back up at me. Only this time, zoomed in. Cropped. Edited in black and white.

The chat, which began professionally, soon turned into a lively thread of jokes and memes. "Nice," came an one-worded message from an account with a plain white avatar. The group fell silent for an entire minute. It was Callum. How had he ended up in their group chat? Angela had almost forgotten that Callum was in the design department's group chat as were several of the company's executives. Sensing the awkward silence, she quickly responded, "Thank you for the encouragement, Mr. Snowden." There was no further reply. To ease the tension, she quickly created a new group, adding all the members from Division One. She sent out a small cash reward to liven up the mood. The group buzzed with exc

If I was going to suffer this, the girls were coming down with me. I fired the screenshot and the photo into the group chat with a caption that dripped with sarcasm. Tiana: 'Hey girls, if this is what dating apps are all about, I’m done before I even begin. My eyes need bleaching.' The response was instantaneous. The chat suddenly filled with laughing-crying emojis. Cleo, never one to miss a beat, sent a series of gifs showing people dunking biscuits in cups of tea. Marissa: 'Just give it a chance, Ti! There might be some ballers among those ballsers. Maybe he just has a very... specific sense of humour?'