#textizzie

[bobbiedwarf]

Mass Text || Bobbie & The Dwarfs + Meadow.

Bobbie: SOS!

Bobbie: MAYDAY! MAYDAY!

Bobbie: WEEWOOWEEEWOOOWEEEEWOOOO!

Bobbie: DWARF DOWN!

Bobbie: HUMBERT HUNTER HAS MY NUMBER!

Bobbie: AND THINKS I'M CUTE!

Bobbie: I KNOW THIS BECAUSE HE JUST TEXT ME SAID SAID HE THINKS I'M CUTE AND WANTS TO KNOW IF IT'S WEIRD!

Bobbie: YES IT'S WEIRD!

Bobbie: WHAT DO I DO?! WHAT DO I SAY?! THANKS??? I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DOOO!

Bobbie: I SAID THANKS!

Bobbie: HELP!!!

[bobbiedwarf]

Text Message || The Forest Fam

Bobbie: I'm not sorry for doing it, but I am sorry if me causing a scene at the dance caused any of you to get comments about your crazy (pseudo) cousin and made any of your nights awkward! If it is any kind of consolation if I did, I got another boxer's fracture, so I'm rockin' my splint for at least another three weeks because karma is undoubtedly a bigger bitch than I am...

Bobbie: BUT! I'm now at 28 broken bones, so like, shout out to your girl, because she's nothing if not consistent! Also, texting is hard.

[bobbiedwarf]

Text Message || Bozzie

Bobbie: Izzie, I'm coming to you as calm and collected as I know how to be, which granted isn't very, but still. I need help, please. What did you do when you (thought) you lost your best friend(s)? I lost one of mine and I got a boxer's fracture and I get to take my brace off in two weeks, after that, it's all over, y'know? No best friend, but also no more reminder to not go apologize besides a dull ache for another six weeks. No reminder to be strong. And the thought of that reality hitting is, well, hitting me really hard... So yeah... What did you do? Do you think it would work for me?

[bobbiedwarf]

Text Message || Bozzie

Bobbie: I had a secret and someone who knew told someone that I don't know and now this person knows and I don't know who they are so I don't know if I can trust them and because I don't know who they are I automatically do not trust them and the person who told KNEW NOT TO TELL because it was OUR secret and because it was OUR secret it shouldn't have been told because IT WAS A SECRET and it wasn't just the tellers secret and it could hurt other people's feelings and I already feel guilty about that because my secret inadvertently played part in ruining friendships that could have lasted for a lifetime and now I'm mad because boys are dumb and I hate one in particular and he knows it and there is nothing more for me to do besides cry and pout and feel guilty and feel sorry for myself and I know that isn't healthy and I can't blame myself and yet I'm going to continue to do it for at LEAST another three days because I'M NOT HAPPY! Please distract me from me and my teenage woes!

Bobbie: Did Cayo fuck the boy you're sleeping with?

[bobbiedwarf]

Text Message || Bozzie

Bobbie: /GIRL!/

[allisonrileybradford-md]

Text || Izzie

Allie: idk if you'll still be in town on Saturday night, but if so it's Ella's birthday and we're having a dinner for her. 5:30 PM.

[allisonrileybradford-md]

Text || Izzie

Allie: Hey, the door's open, so just come in when you get here.

[allisonrileybradford-md]

Text || Izzie

Allison: You'll sit for the OBGYN one first, then go for a second round on neonatal. Just remember, don't psych yourself out. We went over every possible case they could ask you about, and you know it all. You're good at what you do.

Allison: After the OB one, don't start going over everything you did. Let it go, don't think about it. Drink water, eat something, take a breather so you're ready for part two. You've got this, Izzie. You can do this, you're ready. Good luck xoxo. When you pass, I'll buy you a drink...well, two. You can have mine, as well as yours.