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Texting [Lee] - 2:47 AM
R: idk why im even doing this
L: oh wow you actually kept my number
L: whats it say about you that you’re willing to text the loserboy
R: says that im bored, cant sleep, and am awake at 3 AM
R: and also that your sleep schedule’s just as bad
R: don’t i recall you saying you have work tomorrow
R: in like
R: the morning
L: yup :)
R: ugh, i hate that i can picture your fuckass grin when you type that
L: you mean my thousand watt smile?
R: sure if thats what you wanna call it
R: i dont, but ydy
R: go to bed
L: ladies first
L: wait no
L: gender freaks first :)
R: that includes you, dumbass
L: no it doesnt who told you that
R: the encyclopedia of every time you walked into my QUEER bar and heckled me, the QUEER owner with the barely restrained jealousy of a toddler
L: whyd you capitalize it like a slur
R: don’t dodge the subject
R: actually i dont care about the time we’re talking about this
L: oh wow look at that im really tired all of a sudden good night
R: i’ve had enough of beating around the bush
R: every week you’ve come to my bar to make jabs at me and my clientele, only to direct those same jabs at yourself before laughing it off and talking about your “masculinity”
L: cant hear you, sleeping
R: you’ve been doing that shit for months now and every time it feels less like a bit and more like a cry for help
R: i’ve tried to give you space cuz ur CLEARLY working through stuff, but its not like you’ve done it any less
R: or changed your tune
R: it gets tiring and i can only tolerate so much bullshit
R: so what gives
L: wow
L: asking the big questions
R: why did you give me your number
L: to make fun of you 24/7
R: i could block you and ban you from the bar
R: gimme an actual reason
L: u dont have the balls for that
L: literally, im guessing
R: try me again, asshole
R: there are plenty of people worth infinitely more of my time than you
R: plenty of people i would much rather be having this conversation with
R: but YOU gave me your number
R: you wanted ME to contact YOU
R: so unless you want to squander my barely earned patience, answer me
R: why did you give me your number
L: to see if you were stupid enough to use it
R: alright, bye.
L: i wanted to talk to you
L: Riles?
L: Riley?
L: fuck