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italics ~ elliot

bold ~ carter


tuesday september 18th 9:26 am est


 elliot: good morning 

carter: morning sunshine

elliot:  is it weird that i'm nervous

carter: do you deep down still think i'm an 80 year old?

elliot: well i wasn't but maybe i should consider it...

elliot: but honesty the nerves are more about me making a complete fool of myself  in front of you

carter: i feel the same way el 

elliot: promise that you'll like me in real life?

carter: only if you have to promise the same thing back 

elliot: deal

elliot: are you going to send me a picture of your pinky again?

carter: how'd you know

elliot: wow it's so beautiful

elliot: i guess i have to send one back

carter: yes you do it's the law

elliot: ignore my baby barf nail polish me and grace picked each other's nail colors 

carter: what color did you bless her with?

elliot: sparkly neon orange, so gorgeous

elliot: alright i actually have to do my job now my boss is calling

carter: see you later el

elliot: see you c

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