[ seventeen. that’s seventeen bumps before the next ping. that’s not a bad number per se, but he did have his sights on twenty. pressing the volleyball snug at his side, he drags the laptop over to his chest, reads (with an extra blink of curiosity—did he just want to do everything tomorrow? that was alright) and types out in turn (with horrible, horrible posture): ]
it’s cool i can stare back OvO haha sooo i’ll see u then?
[ he had a record to break before getting too sleepy, too. ]
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Date: 2023-06-30 01:49 am (UTC)it’s cool i can stare back
OvO
haha
sooo
i’ll see u then?
[ he had a record to break before getting too sleepy, too. ]