Text Time with Kaitlyn

So last night, after I found my MIA cell (it was in the car lodged between the seat cushion and the door. I think my fat ass squished it there.) I decided to text Kaitlyn again. Apparently, she's just as dumb when she's calmed down, but she also gets somewhat boring.

Me: Found your ex yet?

(I get straight to the point.)

Kaitlyn: Huh?

(Picture one of the seven dwarfs saying it. Cause that's what I pictured when I read it.)

Let's ironically go with Happy.

Me: Well, you texted my partner for hours to get your watch back, so I assume you were perseverant enough to actually reach the real Matt.

Kaitlyn: Ohh no I just told my friend to tell him I'm selling his shit if he don't come get it

(She's a classy gal, that Kaitlyn.)

This is what I imagine Kaitlyn and Matt look like.



I'll check in later to see if she sold his stuff or not.