Reminds me of a series of texts I got out of the blue a year or so ago. It began:

Him: Sup

Me: Who is this?

Him: Cameron

Him: I still have your scrunchies lmao

Me: You have the wrong number

Him: Wym?

Him: Who dis then

Me: Who dis then? What kind of language are you speaking? I know no Cameron. Sorry. She must have given you a fake number.

Him: Naw for reals?

Me: Clearly. And, she left in such a hurry she left her 'scrunchies' behind. Sorry man.

Edit: For those that don't know what he was referring to, a girl's stretchy hair tie is called a Scunci, not a scrunchie.

Reminds me of a series of texts I got out of the blue a year or so ago. It began:

Him: Sup

Me: Who is this?

Him: Cameron

Him: I still have your scrunchies lmao

Me: You have the wrong number

Him: Wym?

Him: Who dis then

Me: Who dis then? What kind of language are you speaking? I know no Cameron. Sorry. She must have given you a fake number.

Him: Naw for reals?

Me: Clearly. And, she left in such a hurry she left her 'scrunchies' behind.

Sorry man.

Edit: For those that don't know what he was referring to, a girl's stretchy hair tie is called a Scunci, not a scrunchie.

Reminds me of a series of texts I got out of the blue a year or so ago. It began:

Him: Sup

Me: Who is this?

Him: Cameron

Him: I still have your scrunchies lmao

Me: You have the wrong number

Him: Wym?

Him: Who dis then

Me: Who dis then? What kind of language are you speaking? I know no Cameron. Sorry. She must have given you a fake number.

Him: Naw for reals?

Me: Clearly. And, she left in such a hurry she left her 'scrunchies' behind.

Sorry man.

Edit: For those that don't know what he was referring to, a girl's stretchy hair tie is called a Scunci, not a scrunchie.

Reminds me of a series of texts I got out of the blue a year or so ago. It began:

Him: Sup

Me: Who is this?

Him: Cameron

Him: I still have your scrunchies lmao

Me: You have the wrong number

Him: Wym?

Him: Who dis then

Me: Who dis then? What kind of language are you speaking? I know no Cameron. Sorry. She must have given you a fake number.

Him: Naw for reals?

Me: Clearly. And, she left in such a hurry she left her 'scrunchies' behind.

Sorry man.