Drew

*later that night I text we should break up I don’t think this is working*

What the hell? Tyler,are you serious?

*I text back* yeah I am

(I take out a gun)

NOW STOP TALKING TOO ME

*hands slowly raise, voice barely audible* Okay... okay. *swallows hard, eyes never leaving the gun* Just... put it down, Gloria. This isn't you.

*giggles into the phone* Oh Drew, you should see your face right now *my fake boyfriend kisses my cheek for effect*

*throws his phone against the wall* YOU'RE DEAD TO ME, HAZEL!