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Violet eyes crinkle as fresh rays of sun slip through the blinds of his apartment, a migraine setting deeper with every blink. It's not a usual occurrence that Toudou wakes up with a hangover after a night of drinking--he was the type to regulate! Last night however, ended differently. With the consistent mentioning of a bespectacled ex, as well as the offered drinks every half hour, well--he was this was unavoidable.
He rolls over (very carefully), checking his phone for any new messages, a routine he partakes in every morning (or every 15 interval). This time, however, he notices messages sent and received to an unknown contact.
Toudou's eyes widen as he scrolls, immediately breaking out in a nervous sweat.
[ MESSAGES: YESTERDAY ] TO: ?? ?? ?? SUBJECT: bicnh
(1/) [ OPEN IMAGE ]
(2/4) was thinkgin about u today (3/4) tihnking baout how you lost the htottest boyfriend ever anyway (4/4) SUCKS 2 B U jerksface!1! ndgkaha
Oh god. Toudou wasn't one to feel ashamed--he never had a reason too--but the feeling crashed harder on him then as if it were boulders tumbling off a mountain. With now slippery hands, the climber hastily types out a reply and sends them off immediately, before any thoughts of doubt can catch them.
TO: ?? ?? ?? SUBJECT: oh my god oh my g
(2/) im sorry.. about those earlier messages PLEASE IGNORE THEM!! they were meant for someone else.. (3/) 😭😭😭