I stared blankly at the ceiling as I was sprawled out on my bed, relaxing. "Hmm, I wonder what Joelle is doing." I reached for my cell phone and decided to send her a text. "And send." I held the phone to my chest as I awaited her reply. It wasn't until some time after that my phone went off with a beep, signaling she had finally replied. I eagerly picked up my phone and opened her text.
"Hey, sorry I took so long. I just finished with the stripper." My eyes went wide at 'Stripper' and my mouth was agape. I quickly texted her back, "Stripper?!" And recieved and immediate reply, "Ahh! I mean shower!" The corner of my lips curled, slowly forming into a broad grin. I could hardly contain myself. "You worried me there for a second." I laughed as I wrote my reply. I could tell by her following texts she was half embarrassed and half in disbelief.
"Oh, I just remembered, It's going to be our third anniversary soon. I can't believe I've known you for so long." I smiled as I sent the text. I got a text back shortly after, "Me either. It's really going to be our third apple tree. Time sure flies." Once again I was sent into a hysterical fit of laughter from her failed auto correct. "Apple tree? Is that what we are calling them now?" I sarcastically texted back, I was holding onto my stomach in a fit. "Oh my gosh, no! Why does my phone hate me... I swore I wrote anniversary. Sigh... Anyway, have you seen that Ichthysaurs has come out in our favorite otome game?" 'Ichthysaurs?' I blinked a few times at the word in silence before overwhelming laughter shook my core. I quickly texted her back, "Ichthysaurs?! What?! Pfffft, hahaha! You slay me!" And fell back onto my bed in a fit, I'd never laughed so much in one day. Hearing my phone buzz I picked it up to look at her text, "I mean Ichthys! ...I should just give up. My llama hates me..."
'Llama? I swear she is going to kill me. I can't take much more.' I was in a fit of uncontrollable laughter as I attempted to text her back. "Why does your llama hate you...?" I replied. "What?! I said phone! Phone! Phone! Gah, I should pay more attention to what I write..." I could tell she was at her wits end with her phones auto correct, though I was having the time of my life. "You really are having it rough. It is getting late, maybe you should head to bed?" I replied. "You are probably right. I can't take much more of this tonight... And this is why I don't like texting. Well I better go strip." '...That didn't just happen again... Ahahaha, I can hardly breath. My chest hurts sooo much!' "Why are you stripping?!" I replied with shaky hands caused from my overwhelming laughter. "NO! I SAID SLEEP!" I could tell by the all caps of her words that she really lost it now. "Don't say another word. Just put your phone down and go to sleep. You really are cursed with poor auto correct." I replied. And yet, Joelle sent me another text, "Okay, I'm not going to touch my llama any more and just go strip. Good night."
"I just told her not to reply! I can't take this any more!" I was red in the face from my lack of oxygen from laughing so hard. It reminded me of why we don't often text. It nearly results in my funeral. "Joelle... Please just go to sleep. Have a good night , okay. ...Please do me a favor and don't reply. I can't take it any more. I'm literally dying over here." I sent the reply and quickly silenced my phone and shoved it under my pillow before plopping back on the bed with a thump. "Hah. I...Haven't...laughed...so hard...in ages..." I let out a deep breath and closed my eyes. That was quite the interesting conversation. And best of all it's saved to my phone incase I ever felt like there was a time I needed a laugh. ...Laughter that nearly killed me that is.