Mikes: Pete pick me up
Peet: On my way
Mikes: We r getting TB at the mall I'll pay
Ty: U meanie I want tb
Jishwa: I'll get u some tb ty ty
Ty: yay!
Dad: JOSH
Jishwa: DAL
Dad: GET ME A TWENTY FIVE DOLLAR GIFT CARD ILL PAY U BACK L8TR
Jishwa: OKAY
Dad: THAKS SM
Jacky: "Thaks"
Peet: I'm here Mikeyway
Mikes: K
Gee: Good luck brother
Will: Get some Pete
Peet: Mikeyway don't fly dat way
Frenk: Hah gayyyyy
Gee: I KNOW
(Ended 9:23 am)
Mikey and Pete where in the truck, Pete hilariously butchering a version of a song Mikey didn't know of. Mikey just watched, laughing and seeing how Pete's face lit up in excitement as the song came on his from his cd. His nose scrunched up and, messy black hair, eyes wide, he was kinda cute.
" I. DON'T. CARE WHAT YOU THINK AS LONG AS ITS ABOUT ME THE BEST OF US FIND HAPPINESS IN MISERY!"
" Pete s-stop!" Mikey said in between giggles, curling into himself as he held his stomach.
" MIKEY WAY! We're here!" Pete said, shutting the radio off and hopping out of the truck, jumping over the hood and opening the door for Mikey. Mikey smirked and hopped out, Pete putting his wallet in his pocket and they walked to the mall.
" So I'm thinking food first then music shopping, than comics." Mikey said nodding in thanks as Pete held the door open.
" We should do music first, than comics than food." Pete offered, Mikey stopped walking and turned to Pete, seeming pissed off.
" Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the third we are eating food and you WILL like it. Don't fuck with me, you aren't fat, you are perfect. There is no mother fucking way you aren't perfect. You are amazing and funny and pretty and down right perfect. You are built as hell, and you almost have a six pack. How the actual fuck do you think you shouldn't eat?"
" I just... My dad is always saying how horribly ugly and f-fat I am I.. I guess I just t-try to be perfect for him, he wants a s-skinny beautiful boy and has m-me." Pete stuttered, blushing and looking at his feet.
" If you eat a six inch sub from subway I'll be your best friend." Mikey taunted, giggling as Pete actually seemed to consider it.
" Let's go pretty boy." Mikey said, taking Pete's hand and tugging him to the food court. Mikey, strangely enough... Kinda liked holding Pete's hand.
Will: Guys we should totally stalk Michael and Peter
Ty: Me and josh will
Anteater: No, you won't. You need to get ready because ur gunna be playing at the cafe 2day first
Ty: Nvr mind lol
Jishwa: Lol
Jishwa: Luv u anti
Anteater: Suck a cock
Dad: UNREQUITED LOVE
Breadbin: the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here the bin of wheat is here
Breadbin: daddy I wanna cuddle
Dad: Of course baby boy
Ty: *vomits*
Breadbin: WILL WHENS OUR NEXT GIG
Will: Three weeks, playing at the annual festival thingy
Sirdarkofiplier: And MCR will play w/ TØP too der, and after that u have been booked for a party for a collage fraternity
Ty: Kewl
Will: GUYS WHAT DO U THINK PETEKEY IS DOING RN
Markiplier: *breaks forth wall*
Dad: *record scratch*
Ty: Let's find out shall we?
Jishwa: Guys
Jishwa: Guys what the frick
Jishwa: What's happening?
Jishwa: Pls answer
Jishwa: Dang it guys this is weird
Jishwa: I'm sighing rn
Jishwa: Tyler who r u looking at? This isn't the office
Jishwa: You're probably wondering when they're (author) cutting over to petekey,
Jishwa: Well lemmi tell u
Jishwa: Probs rn tbh
Jishwa: Tyler stop pls
Jishwa: This is just a text so I can have sent an even number in a row, which divided by three is four. Proceed
(Ended 10:11 am)