《Sliding into DMs (BigJigglyPanda)》Eleven
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"Anthony, oi!"
Anthony's head jerked up, blankly stared at his monitor.
"Anthony, where have you been? Are you listening?" It was Marcel who called him. "You are the only one who hasn't picked a card."
"Oh shit sorry. We're starting already? I was caught on something," Anthony immediately clicked his cursor to the cards. And then he turned back to his phone. "Just a second here."
"Do you need more time? Dealing with whatever it is?"
"No, already done with it," Anthony said, thumbs still typing. "Hang on."
"What are you doing over there?" Brock asked. "Who are you texting?"
"Nobody," Anthony replied quickly. "Alright, who's the card czar? Oh Tyler, go read them out loud!"
Despite the focus issue whatever Anthony had at the beginning of the round, the games Cards Against Humanity turned out really bad, which was great.
Until his phone vibrated again, and Anthony immediately forgot whatever was in front of him. It happened few times on the session to the point of Tyler actually called his phone to get him off whatever he was doing. Unfortunately Anthony's effort to give reasoning were noticed by the rest of the boys.
"Anthony my man, what the heck is wrong with you?" Marcel sneered lightly. "You've been awfully distracted all the way?
"No, sorry man, its just... something," Anthony sighed. "Really sorry guys."
"Meh, we have that moments. Not really much of a deal," Brock shrugged. "If there's anything, you can definitely tell us. We could help."
"Nonono, nothing I can't handle. Thanks anyways."
"Well that can only mean one thing," Tyler suddenly exclaimed, already giggling to his own thoughts. "Pandaboy has found himself a girl!"
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"I mean it could be one of two things: work-related stuff or texting to a girl," Scott said. "And with that goofy smile on your face, I'd say it is a girl."
"What are you guys talking about?"
"You're not even denying the fact that you have been texting to a girl, are you?" Moo pointed out. "So who is it?"
Anthony decided to pretend not have heard that, which didn't help at all.
"Might as well just say it, Panda," Tyler taunted. "Actually now that we're talking about this, Anthony has been doing that often. It happened too yesterday when I was playing with him. Looking through his phone a lot, smirking like an idiot."
Scott laughed. "Oh look, we have a red panda."
"Oh stop it. It isn't anything like that." Anthony muttered, face already red as a tomato.
"So what's it like?" Marcel piped in. "How is she? Where she is from? How's first date?"
"It's nothing like that. We're just friends."
"So it is a girl!" Tyler exclaimed happily. "Oh my boy is growing up."
Anthony didn't know what was worse, the look on his friends' face nodding as they began tormenting him with stupid questions, or the fact that it was in fact a girl.
"Where did she come from? Is she not a birthday present?" Joked Brock.
"What? No!"
"How's the first date? Have you two kissed?" Marcel pouted his lips, gesturing of a soundful kisses to the webcam.
"Whatever. I said what I said." Anthony scoffed quietly and desperately.
"Alright, alright, fine. But don't ever think I'm giving up Panda." Tyler warned him.
"Whatever you say," Anthony let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head, secretly worried about what Tyler could do to him.
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By the end of the session, after a couple of rounds and a couple of Tyler still trying to fish for information moments, the guys finally ended the game. It was a little late anyway and Anthony really needed to get some big rest.
But not before a check his Instagram.
Hey Mams
Quickly before he was about to go to the kitchen and grab a glass of water, his phone buzzed. He immediately forgot what he wanted to do. He'd been doing that quite often now.
Yea just so. What are you doing now?
You can do something else
I dunno...talk to me? :D
You dont need to ask me. Of course we will talk later
Oooohh
Im a dearie now :) Flattered
Yes ma'am!
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