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Ukecherin dropped her pen as she saw besides the table where the phone screen was glowing, a message written to her and only her.
She looked over, trying her best making a weird crow like symbol with her hands, figuring out what was glowing..
< ignoring the pen thats rolling to its doom >
“Oh its just ■■■■?”
Ukecherin had to pause for a moment before remembering she had a pen and she needed to get it,
“I wonder how shes doing, maybe i should talk to her hehe~” she was mid hunched over the table to find that damned pen who rolled over to god knows where.
Ukecherin pushed the chair so she could get up to grab the phone from the table that was across the room.
“Huh? Oh i think i read it wrong, its Yuriya?”
Ah well it won’t hurt to respond, plus it would just be rude to leave her on seen.
Future Ukecherin is regretting her life choices.
< Yuriya >
Today 6:10 pm
Don’t heart that message.
♥︎
Why not?
. Hehe
Actually i found out someone That i was flirting with was a
10 year old..
Help me??
Omg??
- I should say something to clarify -
Please dont see me as a pedo ;;
Hey wait.
How old are you again?
15.
Oh you a pdfiles HAHAHA
What no??
Im ■ ■,
WHAT THE FUCK.
I THOUGHT SHE WAS 16 OR OLDER THAN ME.
ARE YOU ACTUALLY FOR REAL???
*Yuriya changed your alias to Pdfile boomer*
HEY WAIT NO.
< after nearly an hour of hysterical blaming >
Hey wait,
Say is ■■■■ younger than me?
Is she??
…
. Hold on…
GO CHECK RN
*talking to ■■■■ *
FUCK SHES YOUNGER THAN YURIYA??
< Yuriya >
Today 7:02
■■■■ IS YOUNGER THAN
YOU TOO I'M SO FUCKED UP RN
LMAOOO
OMG THIS PEDOFILE BOOMER
…
Wait wdym
■■■■ IS YOUNGER THEN ME??
IM SO COOKED.
< After Yuriya accidentally fell asleep >
Ukecherin is mortified, 3 of her friends she was flirting with. Was.. younger than her by a lot.
2 of them were in a gc and nearly flirted with them for a year.
Hence it wasnt a surprise whatsoever that the thing she was previously drawing looked like absolute dogshit.
Her paper looks like if a cat dipped their paws in to ink and started to drag itself on the paper.
Least to say she had to restart.
Ukecherin looked at the paper with such pity you’d think she was staring at the person who killed her entire family.
“Aaahhh, oohhhh.. fuck this shit..”
An idea popped into her head.
‘Lets make it digitally?’
And so she whipped out her phone and starting drawing like nothing ever happened before and if anything happened anyway it was a fever dream, probably. Probably not actually.
While drawing some parts Ukecherin kept getting reminded of that bullshittery that happened not too long ago..
“Ah no, NOPE! Lets act like it never happened.”
“Lets also ignore the fact I’m getting a fanfic written about me.”
That was one fact she couldn’t ignore even if she told everyone it was an dream.
^ Yuriya sent a text
?????
^ Yuriya sent a text
^ Yuriya sent a text
^ Yuriya sent a text
???????????????? ᵕ ᵕ
< Yuriya >
Today 10:24
■■■ ■■■■
■■■■
↳ Oh so you hate me and want
me to die..
Wait what no??
How tf does the ■■■■
work then???
Hehe
And not even 5 minutes later the most creative writer was making an fanfiction about her and making Ukecherin beta read.
What is she getting dragged into this time??