Weird Chat Mga Nobela at Kwento

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I snarled at him. "Ok fine your problem not mines" he responded and left. I've moved in with my sister over three months after I broke up with Alex and I can't get him out of my head or the image of him f**king my bestfriend, it seems like just yesterday. **flash back**

I'm just here for a quick fun. I began to type in some of my interests that I'd always type in. My usual interests which are New York, food, gummy worms, green tea, cherub, books, art, and the last part was something I've never typed before, I typed in Gage Stockholm. Yes I typed in Gage Stockholm and I don't know why. You're chatting with a random stranger. Say hi! You both like books Stranger: do u like books about sex? You have disconnected.

“Is it morning already? Did I do something horrible or embarrassing again last night? Ugh! I don’t want to open my eyes!” It’s the same line that I have been saying for the past week. I’m Vladimir something, No, my last name isn’t Something, I just don’t know it. I can’t seem to remember everything about me yet. Last week -

Isasarado ko na sana ang account ko nang biglang may nag-chat. --- FROM: Winston Nash Ravalez Good night. Hope to talk to you tomorrow. --- Our first walk was like a book title. A walk to remember.

Double weird. " She's acting weird." Tanner mutters. " That's because she's sleeping with Stevie." I toss my half eaten shawarma on the platter on my coffee table as I grab my bottle of water. " That same douchebag. Women." Tanner sighs. " I gotta go Tan, and I'll figure out a way to find out enough information about Chase. I need to know what I'm dealing with." " Sure thing, Lauren. Be careful." " Yeah you too. And take it easy on baby Dave." I wink at him.

Seen Jane Valdez :Okay, sml. I just watched videos for drowsiness. What I just did some streaming in YouTube when someone popped up on chat head again and I accidentally clicked it. James Von Waltridge : Goodnight, Miss. See you when I see you. I don't want to see you, Mr. Jerk!

My gaze landed on a new user added to the group chat. Unlike everyone else, the user had no username, with a hamster as a profile picture. I sneered. Very unprofessional. With the rage bubbling in me, I typed away on my keyboard. Spilling my thoughts about how unprofessional it was to not use an actual name and picture in an important work group. Satisfied, I exhaled and clicked the send arrow. But just then... Mr. Crawford's message popped up just as mine uploaded. His message tagged the strange user. [Welcome to the group chat, Mr. Davenport.]

Oh well, at least I still get paid today. “You didn’t have to. You just have to check your group messages like once or twice a day.” He argued, now alone in the bar, while there were still a few people at random tables. I frowned, “Have you been in a werewolf group chat before? My phone is blowing up with messages. I keep notifications permanently muted in that group chat for my own sanity. They’re all too loud.” Severin laughed at my dilemma. “Fair enough, but at least mind your alphas messages or something.”