It's 2am and you awake to your phone buzzing on the nightstand beside you. You pick it up and, squinting, read the text that appears on your screen.

[Care to come over for a while?]

Now who in god's name speaks properly in a text message? You double check the name. Ah- yes of course. But what could he possibly want at this hour? All you want to do is go back to sleep. Your thumbs lazily pad at the keys trying to come up with an excuse to decline until another ping draws your eyes up; your jaw drops. A photo- quickly a second bubble appears beneath it:

[Please.]

You can't get out the door fast enough.

I DUNNO BOUT YOU GUYS BUT I'D BE FOLLOWING THIS DORK ON FACEBOOK.
Trying to work some perspective >:I

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