JOHN EGBERT
"We came, we saw, we kicked its ass."
VOICE | TEXT | VIDEO | ACTION
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If you're John Egbert, you kind of want to burst into tears because the whole thing is extremely overwhelming, but you don't. You don't, because you're in a group of 29 people on a mission and it's been almost two weeks since you've seen your boyfriend and you start to grow more resentful of this fact every day. You think about the text you sent a friend. You think about the whole day you planned together and how it got ruined.
You wonder if he received the bouquet of red roses, red carnations and red snapdragons you were hoping would find there way to him. You worry about his safety and his wellbeing and you wish you could burn the world to get closer to him and be with him because you love him, you idiot, you're beginning to realize maybe you're in love with him whatever that means and that, too, is overwhelming.
Instead, a song is sent.]
frommetoyou.mp3
can i call you?
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an idiot.
either way he's locked away the wolf thing to Not Thing About in the pretend it never happened box of suppression, and today is...okay, maybe. completely bittersweet and a little lonely, but not bad. last year he went on an actual date on valentine's, and he'd never figured out if that was going to be a thing this year, but. ]
you had a stalker song prepped im impressed
but yeah
im available for phonecalls
i wont even charge you
[ ignore him he loves the music file. ]
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He doesn't even respond via text, he just calls.]
It is not a stalker song, you douche. It is kind of romantic.
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[ why didn't he ask. ]
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...I like listening to you more than I like listening to me.
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Back at you.
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[ LIKE THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING ]
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