Let's meet? (Klance Texting Fic)

September 5th

Sunday
2 am

LanceMcLame: I'm a wreck

YellowFellow: You'll be fine

YellowFellow: Keith forgave you

LanceMcLame: But it sounded so FORCED

LanceMcLame: Hunk I'm telling you buddy, he's going to kill me in my sleep

YellowFellow: Yeah, just don't overreact huh?

LanceMcLame: Huuunnkkkk!!!!

YellowFellow: It's going to be okay. Go to bed early

YellowFellow: Because you can get incredibly cranky without your beauty sleep

LanceMcLame: I never get cranky?!

YellowFellow: Remember when you slept over at mine? The week of Christmas.

LanceMcLame: Of course! Those cookies were memorable

YellowFellow: Thanks!!

YellowFellow: But not the point

YellowFellow: You went to bed at three in the MORNING. And when I woke up at eleven to make you breakfast, you literally screamed at me for waking you up with the sound of the oven?????

YellowFellow: That thing is silent???

LanceMcLame: Okay fair. Fair.

LanceMcLame: I'll go to bed

YellowFellow: Goodnight bro, love you

LanceMcLame: Right back at you

(...)
9 am

Gayboy ™: Goodmorning Lance

Gayboy ™: Are you already on the train?

LanceMcLame: Okay, funny story

Gayboy ™: You missed your train didn't you?

LanceMcLame: Well... Technically yes

LanceMcLame: But let me tell you the whole story, Keith

Gayboy ™: When is the next train leaving?

LanceMcLame: An hour

Gayboy ™: Okay until then!

LanceMcLame: KEITH THE STORY?!

Gayboy ™: Read

LanceMcLame: You fucker

LanceMcLame is typing...

(...)

LanceMcLame: Okay I already woke up a bit late, so I had like ten minutes to walk to the station. So, I immediately left the house with minimum clothes and I must have forgotten some things, but okay sure.
Suddenly Halo from Beyonce came on in my playlist, which I just had to sing along to. So the over dramatic dancing slowed me down.
After seven minutes I arrived at the station, so on time. And let me tell you what I saw after that Keith... A HUGE VISABLE RAINBOW!!!! It was so pretty and I took so much pictures... And then the train drove off...

Gayboy ™: You're unbelievable

LanceMcLame: AWWW, I knew you'd stick around for my story

LanceMcLame: I'm nervous

Gayboy ™: why?

LanceMcLame: Aren't you?

Gayboy ™: Yeah

LanceMcLame: Why?

Gayboy ™: Touché

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10 am

LanceMcLame: Lance McClain is on the train

LanceMcLame: THAT RHYMES! I'M THE NEW MOTHER F'ING SHAKESPEARE

Gayboy ™: Why did you avoid the word 'fucking'?

LanceMcLame: Shakespeare was a decent man

Gayboy ™: You know he invented some swear words of his own? And that not all his scripts, poems etc. rhymed?

LanceMcLame: Holy shit

LanceMcLame: Keith Kogane out-smarted me

Gayboy ™: Damn right I did

LanceMcLame: We're going to see each other again in 53 minutes

Gayboy ™: Yeah

LanceMcLame: Are you sure you're not still mad?

Gayboy ™: No, I'm still fuming. That's why I invited you to my house for a whole week. I'm actually planning on choking you to death in your sleep; hopefully choking isn't a kink of yours.

LanceMcLame: Okay, have you actually thought this through? This is creepily planned

Gayboy ™: If I were you, I'd take the first train back

LanceMcLame: Brb, I'm going to ignore you until I get there

Gayboy ™: Be my guest

(...)

LanceMcLame: Keith actually said he's going to choke me.

LanceMcLame: I TOLD YOU SO

YellowFellow: Lance

LanceMcLame: Hunk

YellowFellow: Lance

LanceMcLame: Hunk

YellowFellow: You know how much I like texting with you

LanceMcLame: But you're with Shay..
YellowFellow: Sorry man, I love you bro. You'll have fun with Keith

LanceMcLame: Yeah, okay Hunk. You have fun too. Say hi to Shay for me.

YellowFellow: Text me in case of emergencies

LanceMcLame: Read

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