97 Novice challenge updated (2/2)
”Miyuki?!?”
He yelled but no one answered
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
”MIYUKI?!?”
Ben was clenching his fists so hard that his nails dug into his palms
It seemed she wasnt in her roomso he called her cell. Ben paced in circles as the phone rang.
*Ring* *Ring*
*Ring* *Ring*
*Ring* *Ring*
Nothing
He called her again
*Ring* *Ring*
Still nothing
He texted her
Again nothing…
00:52:09
Thats when reality started to set in for Ben. Am I going to die?
Large beads of sweat acc.u.mulated on his forehead as he realized his story might not have a cute happy ending like every novel he ever read
He walked back to his room as his mind raced at 100 miles an hour. What should I do?
Breathing hard, he remembered something. Wait. I still have a bunch of phone numbers. I should text everyoneMaybe Ill get lucky
Arriving back in his dorm room, Ben sat down on his bed in a hurry. He didnt have time for a booty call. It needed to be a text and his only hope was getting lucky by sending it out to all the girls numbers in his phone.
He lacked the time to choose who to send it to, but he was fortunate that Antonio recommended an app to him a while back to mass text girls. Ben tried it before and made a contact sub-list of the girls whose phone numbers hed acquired. Thats what he would use now.
00:49:52
Ben looked at the countdown and gulped. Beads of sweat trickled down into his eyes and mouth; the salty taste a constant reminder of his terrible predicament.
With shaky hands, he wrote out a text messageand pressed send There, now it shouldve sent to all the girls. I just have to wait and hope one bites
He indeed sent it to all the women he intended to. However, there was an unfortunate complication. Due to not being very used to the app, and acting under tremendous psychological pressure, Ben also sent the text to his entire phonebook…
This was the day when humanity recorded its most desperate booty text of all time
The exact words were, ”I need s.e.x now. willing to eat butt. u up?”
When Ben wrote it, you could say he wasnt thinking straight…
With the colossal weight of imminent death hanging from his neck, he was more concerned with saving every second than being perfect. So he wasnt willing to waste too much time coming up with lots of message ideas.
He read somewhere in a pick up blog that lots of s.l.u.tty girls liked to have their butts eaten Then, he thought that since the most likely to respond was a s.l.u.tit would be smart to appeal to his clientele
Ben didnt know if the trend analysis of increased butt-eating was accurate…but he had nothing more to lose and this was a super long shot from the start. So, he became a booty texter willing to eat butt
Soon, the replies started coming in. As multiple text message alerts arrived at once, Bens eyes lit up, thinking he might have a chance after all Then he read them.
The first was from Beluga. ”Benjamin, I take it you sent this to the wrong person”
A bad feeling brewed in Bens stomach.
The next was from Antonio. ”thats gonna be a hard no from me dawg”
Oh dear god, no Ben formed a hypothesis about what occurred here
His brother Lucas responded next. ”knew u were a fag*ot”
The last one was from his 70 year old grandmother. Ben gasped. Dont tell me I even texted gram-gram
”Benjamin Romero, you are a disgrace”
”No! Gram-gram”
With a pallid face, Ben grimaced. Shes getting better with the technology stuff…
It was the worst time for Gram-gram to update her technical skills…
Yet, Ben lacked time to appreciate the irony Once he understood the full extent of his mistake, he wanted to slap himself, but it was pointless because that wasnt even the bad news. The worse newswas he didnt receive any more texts
Staring at his phone, Bens heart skipped a beat
He wouldnt fret about it though, because soon, his soulless corpse might not need a heart at all