I got a text message from some random number. So, as I usually like to have fun with these kinds of things, the following ensues:
Dee: Marcel? It’s dee
davepoobond: Hey baby what’s up how you doin
Dee: Hi lol I’ve been pretty good actually. Wbu?
davepoobond: O u kno jus chillin
davepoobond: N e plns 4 tonite
2 hours later
davepoobond: Yo you there?
5 hours later, at 1:57 AM she texts me again. (I was sleeping. Who the fuck texts back at 2 AM in the morning?)
Dee: My bad, my phone died. I was helping my cousin move
I wait until about 5:30 the next day and send her…
davepoobond: Hey what up dee what you up to
Dee: Whos this
davepoobond: What are you talkin bout
Dee: Who’s this*
davepoobond: Who is what
davepoobond: This is marcel
Dee: Which one? Lol what’s your last name
davepoobond: Why u askin how many marcels u kno?
davepoobond: Wait who is this
Dee: I know a few, and it’s dee. So which is it?
davepoobond: Which dee is this
davepoobond: U there?
Dammit! My like-a-black-guy texting didn’t convince her or something happened that tipped her off that she was texting the wrong person.