The Third Sunday

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The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? Do they need help hiding a body??? Pick up your phone and find out! Rules: ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed ● Tag others ● Have fun!

Comments

hahaha this is amazing tho, thank u.

[poleaxed]

his name is lawrence and when i find him im gonna break all his fingers

who are you mysterious stranger

i do my best, haha.

[waterloggedsocks]

As an impartial observer, I have to say it looks like Lawrence had it coming.

[ Somehow, he hadn’t been expecting to get asked for his name. ]

Egil.

Can I count on that not showing up with my phone number on any bathroom doors?

[poleaxed]

im glad you agree with citizens justice

girls dont do that were polite and smell nice
and dont have names that are the sounds birds make when they die
but i wont hold that against you

[waterloggedsocks]

[ That's...definitely a new one. ]

In defense of my parents who named me, you're probably not even pronouncing it right in your head.

Should sound more like the sound someone chokes out when you unexpectedly elbow them in the ribs.

[ Should he even ask? Does it matter? In the end, it's a slow day and he's curious, so: ] So your name sounds more like which kind of dying animal, then?

[poleaxed]

like seagull without the ssss?

very manly im swooning right now

like a goat fainting. joannnnnnn

[waterloggedsocks]

[ How did he know. ] More like "bagel" without the "b".

Do you have to say it drawn out like that, is that an American thing? Still settling in.

[poleaxed]

a gull not seagull
picky

only if i'm living up to my fame and glory on the bathroom stall