TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

[sanjunipero]

TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

Have a little too much to drink last night and send that embarrassing text to your ex?

Did you party a little too hard and send pictures of the wild night... to all of your contacts?

Was 3am when you dusted off the number of that old flame and confessed how much you wanted them back?

Or simply catching up on the adventures that drunk you got into?

Just because heaven is a place on earth at San Junipero doesn't mean it's without any consequence. Be careful checking your phone in the morning, it might have some weird texts from last night.

MAY BE NSFW

Comments

[corve]

what is?

[ He doesn't text back for a long time, and when he finally does, he completely ignores Kavinsky's question -- he was right, some things really didn't change. ]

good luck with figuring it out.

[fucking_kavinsky]

u usually defend Dick's honor more vehemently.
i kno that was a big word but ur older now so u gotta be smarter right?

[ The ignoring of the question pretty much answers it for him though ]

thought so :')

wont tke long. never has

[corve]

i'm surprised you even know that one.
did you stay up all night looking it up?

things are different now

[fucking_kavinsky]

nah, i asked ur mom when i was dicking her last night

sure, princess. u say that now

[corve]

fuck off, shitwad

trust me. they are.

[fucking_kavinsky]

guess wat they say is true. the fire really does die down as u get older
can u stiil get it up?

naaaah

[corve]

i'm 4 fucking years older, not 40.
sure you'd love to know, wouldn't you?

[fucking_kavinsky]

4 yrs makes a big fuckin difference

dont worry, i wont even mind all that much.

there's other ways to go.

we can pretend.

[corve]

[ He's right. Four years had made a big difference. ]

no, i don't need to.
you can pretend. you're probably already pretty good at that, right?

[fucking_kavinsky]

oh good, then u can still get it up.

had me worried there for a sec

nope i'm good, was only gonna do it to help u out. but here we are, all ready set to go.

[corve]

yeah but for you?
probably not. it'll probably have the opposite effect. retreat back inside of me or something.

dude, when are you gonna quit trying? it's still not ever going to be you and me.

[fucking_kavinsky]

i see u havent grown out of your lying.
pants on fire.
man ur really putting ur dick through the ringer.

ur fuckin hilarious if u think i spent all this time pining after ur pasty white ass.
im just fuckin amused that ur dead

[corve]

who the fuck said i was lying?

what have you been spending it doing then, k? enlighten my pasty white ass.
what's so funny about it?

[fucking_kavinsky]

no one said it, dipshit, i fuckin know it.

its a party down u dense asshole, the fuck u think ive been doing
beause its like fuckn karma, sweetheart.

[corve]

you still don't know shit.

so the same shit you did back in henrietta? getting high and pining over my pasty white ass? just without any of your old fuckboy cronies.
shut the fuck up, dude. like i said, you don't know shit.

[fucking_kavinsky]

right. so u never wanted me. not even a fucking little bit. riiiiiight. i dont know shit. how does it feel to still be lyin to urself after all these years???

get over urself. u aint shit around here, bitch. i stopped giving a shit about u a long time ago. you don't matter.

oh, i know. i know plenty. but plz keep telling urself that. its fucking cute.

remember. i've been here a while now. i've got a whole new life. ur new, arent u. you'll see how fast misery hits u and i wont be there to help u this time.

[corve]

okay. you want the fucking truth, k? will that finally get you to shut the fuck up?
yeah. sure. i might have wanted you for a whole fucking second. then, you opened your fucking mouth and ruined any chance you had of that.
there could have been a you and me, but now it's ancient fucking history.

if i don't matter so much, why the hell are you still chasing me around?
you've got a whole new life here, but you're still doing the same shit you've always done. i'm not going to need your fucking help, dude. i never did.

[fucking_kavinsky]

uh huh. just like i said. like i been sayin all along.
aw, princess. so much flopping. how do u even keep ur stories straight?

ur the one still talking to me.
and ur a compulsive liar. do any of them know? u needed my help more than u ever needed anyone's help before. i saved ur fucking life, i taught u how to dream. i helped u figure out how much u liked dick.

but nah, thats cool. five years later and ur still lying to yourself. looks like ur the only one still doing the same shit you've always done.

i'm good.

come find me when u start getting so bored u wanna stab ur own eyes out

I'll give it a week.

[corve]

the story doesn't flip-flop. it's been the same all along. sorry it's not lining up perfectly with your fantasies.

you really think highly of yourself, don't you? if you think you did any of that shit for me, you're more delusional than you used to be.
It was one fucking weekend. Five fucking years ago.

[ One fucking weekend, five fucking years ago that's burned permanently into Ronan's memories. ]

fuck off, kavinsky.
lose my number.

[fucking_kavinsky]

do u even hear urself? ur a fucking joke, bitch.

one fucking weekend five years ago and i did more for u than most ppl in ur fucking life.
clearly u need to think about that, cuz u been in denial for 5 years.
u wanna erase the past, that's on u. ur the one who had to live with it all this time. u know what u did.
i give zero shits about u.

nah, u fuck off. this is my place now. u thought it was bad before, there's even less consequences for me now.
don't fuck with me, lynch. i will make this party town a living hell for u.

[corve]

you're not that damn important. get over yourself, shitbag
denial? you don't know what the hell i've been for 5 years. stop thinking that you fucking do.

if you give zero shits about me, then what the fuck are you still doing, kavinsky?

yeah. i'm really scared.

[fucking_kavinsky]

we'll see.

i'm doing whatever the fuck i want.

ur alone here. don't u fuckin forget that.

[corve]

then do whatever the fuck you want without me.

maybe you are, but i'm not.

[ At least, not everyday of the week. ]

[fucking_kavinsky]

[NSFW PIC MESSAGE]

[corve]

[ As much as he should have been expecting it, he nearly drops his phone at the message that arrives.

It's definitely been a while since he's seen that on the screen of his phone. ]

lose my fucking number, shitstain