H. T. Chandler: A Fictional Narrative

“Fuck me while you rap, Joji." Noelle and Chandler had weird conversations, it was normal for the two best friends. Nothing could really scare the other away, so when they ended up on the couch with a couple glasses of wine and no one to bother them, their minds drifted elsewhere. “I'm just saying, maybe, just maybe- if I wasn't with Ian, I'd fuck Joji, I'd let him raw my ass.” Noelle said, leaning forward towards Chandler, her wine almost spilling out of her glass as she couldn't keep still. “Oh come on! Even though you are with Ian, you'd still let Joji raw your ass.” Chandler takes a sip of her wine before she adds onto her sentence. “I know this because I'd let Joji raw my ass too.” Noelle snorted, nodding her head at that. “Like when …show more content…
Chandler laid on the other side of the bed, wide awake, thinking about Max like usual. Her friend continued tossing and turning until Noelle laid on her side, facing Chandler. “Hey, you awake?” Noelle whispered out into the darkness, only to feel the bed shift as Chandler turned towards her. “Yeah.” “Wanna hear my dream?” Chandler let out a laugh as she tried to make out Noelle's features in the dark. “Not really, but sure.” “So, Me and Ian adopt an African kid and teach him how to read and write.” Noelle said, recalling back to her dream she probably just woke up from and felt the need to voice it. “Go back to bed, oh my god.” Chandler snorted, rolling onto her back. “Well, fuck you.”

" Dam we gon play Kahoot? " + "swing bitch" “Alright, guys. I've thought of the best way to break up all of our friendships with each other.” Noelle said, walking into the living room to look at Chad, Max, Ian, Chandler, and Joji. “Damn, we gon play Kahoot?” Chandler asked, looking at Noelle who's face was dumbfounded. “How the fuck did you know that?” Noelle asked, narrowing her eyes at her friend. “It's gotten to the point you can read my mind now, can't