Text ✉ Janison
Jane: You can thank me later but I managed to convince Riley not to kill you for calling her a monkey.
Jane: There is, however, a catch.
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Text ✉ Janison
Jane: You can thank me later but I managed to convince Riley not to kill you for calling her a monkey.
Jane: There is, however, a catch.
Text ✉ Madison
Jake: It has come to my attention that you are in need of help.
Jake: Like a lot of it actually. More than usual.
Jake: Long story short, you really suck at insulting people. And I would like to help.
text ✉ janison
Jane: It's official. I can't bake to save my life. Even when I follow the directions my chocolate chip cookies look and taste like hockey pucks.
Jane: How do you make it look so easy?
Jane: Also, did you hear about Sebastian's plan to prank the greasers? I'm not sure how I feel about it just yet but I told him I won't let him down.
Text ✉ Janison
Jane: Hey Shawshank Librarian ;)
Jane: Your best friend wants her shoes back.
TEXT⇨📧 Jakison
Jake: I figured out what I want when I win the bet.
Jake: I'll even throw in three weeks as your personal slave. Weekends included.
[text]: are you going to the party on saturday?
[text] Are you asking me to go to the party on saturday?
[text] Because I’ll go with you. But I want something in return if you get my meaning.
[a pause]
[text] Whenever I send you an emoji of an animal, you have to make that noise no matter what you’re doing or who you’re talking to.
[text] And if I’m correct, you’re on a date right now. Soooo 🐷
[text] I got my period PRAISE THE LORD
[text] Um…gross.
[text] While I’m happy you got your period, I really don’t get why you thought I would benefit from hearing this information
[a pause]
[text] Please don’t tell me we slept together.
[ text ] i just burned my fucking hands making mom this banana bread and if she doesn’t appreciate it i’m going to shove both loafs down her throat on Christmas in front of the entire family.
[text] Okay…how about we calm down, set the bread aside, and take slow deep breaths? The next step is to take care of that burn.
[text] And stop worrying so much. If your mom can’t appreciate your awesome cooking skills, then just send the food my way.
[text] You should send me a loaf just in case. One less for you and your mom to worry about.