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Paule was taken aback. She couldn't be a meanie. Not her.
>B-but I didn't receive any message from you...
Paule started sobbing. Realizing that Sola was not in the mood to help her she looked at the floor.
>Unless...
Paule rummaged through her clothes until she found her phone. Then she looked for some seconds on her phone. It couldn't be, right? There was an archived conversation in her tweetstagram.
>W-well actually. Someone did message me pretending to be you.
>It was someone with really bad English. Like, look at this many typos.
>I heard that some waifu in the past was stalked by an Indian man.
>There is no way someone who knows English speaks like this, right? Like...this couldn't be you, right?
Paule tone lowered as she spoke more and more
>Like you are so cool, and smart and...like bad grammar is not cool and...
>He had a photo of you and all in his profile and all. B-but I didn't have the contact and...
>Don't tell me this is your number.
Paule flinched in anticipation. She knew. She knew now. She fucked up. She was scared before. Now she was terrified of what could happen. For the hundredth time, she began to cry.
>Y-you are not an angel, aren't you?
