FiFi: oh- sorry sorry I must have herd wrong… sorry sorry- I’m sorry.. *embarrassed mumbles* sorry..I’m sorry..sorry

FiFi; *blinks* did you just call me ‘hun’ *internal screams of flustered but very happy* that’s good..

FiFi; how are you today? Feeling any better? I brought you a blanket.. *she handed him a blanket with some small custom flames on it in all the shades she seen him in* to make you feel better

FiFi: ..hi?

YES

“Yippeee”
(OMG SO WOULD THE OTHER BBYYYYY)

“just- plot twist don’t rot him”
*death stare*
(OMG WHAT IT RAE STARTED TO ROT LIKE A THINH FROM HIS GENES!?!!!)

“…I..will you die? Should I start worrying more..?”

*pauses*
“ooohhhhh”

“But you’ve always had goop, why now?”

“Manta?”
*she tilted her head..*

*she looked petrified holding his hand,*
“What’s happening..?”

*flexed mom muscles*
“Hell yeah. Join da club hun”

Yersh me ✨✨

“Love what’s wrong!?

*scared for her husband’s life.*

Ah okay.

NO NOT ON WATTPAD-
My mom reads through our messages

It’s fine!!
Tell me

FiFi: *silent*