Six Sentence Sunday
But you know, it's more than six sentences
From a texting fic I've been working on :))
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Simon: My mind wasn’t really on her which is just so rude, and I tried to make jokes that all landed flat. She didn’t even order dessert, that’s how much she was looking forward to leaving
Simon: So now I’m home alone. On a sunday night, after a first date that definitely won’t lead to a second one
Simon: Maybe I’m unlovable
Baz: Are you trying to be funny or are you genuinely bummed by this? I need to know in order to match your mood with my answer
Simon: Lol only you would ask that, I love it
Simon: I am in fact being a little silly
Baz: I'm sure you're cute enough for the right person to get past your terrible jokes. All the unfunny men I’ve met had good looks as devastating as their sense of humour
Simon: Haha, haha, haha
Simon: That’s rich coming from you. You don’t even try to make jokes
Baz: I don’t need to. I’m naturally funny
Simon: Sure you are, babes. Whatever you say
Baz: I can scroll back and screenshot all the times you said I was funny, you know?













