From Dylan:
busy?
To Dylan:
nope, what’s up?
From Dylan:
want to get out of the house :/
To Dylan:
my door is always open
To Dylan:
LOVE IS AN OPEN DOOR
From Dylan:
that was a frozen reference wasn’t it
From Dylan:
you are such a loser
To Dylan:
and yet you’re still friends with me
To Dylan:
seriously though my door is open, like unlocked and everything. just let yourself in, both mom and dad are at work so don’t worry about freaking them out
From Dylan:
you really shouldn’t leave your front door unlocked. that’s not safe.
To Dylan:
teddy could protect me.
From Dylan:
teddy is a poodle.
To Dylan:
aww look at you worried about me being robbed.
From Dylan:
whatever, i’ll be over soon
From Dylan:
but really lock your door next time
To Dylan:
if it really bothers you that much
YOU ARE READING
To Dylan
Short StoryTo Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [D...
