Eggo

I do in fact have you saved, but I appreciate theconfirmation

I don’t want to accidentally start texting with a serial killer or something

Bay

Well technically you don’t know who I am

So I could be a serial killer

I mean I’m not

But as far as you know I could be

I need to stop talking

Eggo

Don’t worry I trust you

But maybe that’s what you were hoping for

So I’ll get close to you, and you’ll get to kill me

Bay

But maybe we’ll get too close

And then I won’t have the heart to kill you

Eggo

How romantic

I regretted sending the text as soon as I hit the button, but once again, I knew that I couldn’t take it back, no matter how much I wanted to. He probably hadn’t meant us getting close in a romantic way. Why would he? He didn’t even know me. How could he possibly fall for someone he had never seen? And thesame went for me too, anyway. Not that I was concerned about who he might actually be—I was more concerned that he wouldn’t be interested in me once he figured out who I was. If he saw me in person, would he actually like me?

Bay

Right?

And they say chivalry is dead

His answer didn’t make me feel much better. I couldn’t tell whether he liked my message, and was building off of it, or if he was just trying to redirect into something else because he was uncomfortable. Either way, I wasn’t going to risk another slip up like that. I was finally making new friends, and I wasn’t going to ruin it by coming on to them and making them uncomfortable.

Bay

Mind if we switch to voice notes?

I’m tired of typing

Eggo

Won’t you wake up the other guys?

Bay

Nah the walls are thick