MONSTER: Hey girl
BRIDE: Hisssss!
MONSTER: How’s it going
BRIDE: How did you get this number?
MONSTER: I asked Dr. Frank for ur digits
BRIDE: k.
MONSTER: He said he already attached them to ur hand tho
BRIDE: He did a horrible job. Think he gave me a small thumb for a pinky.
MONSTER: LOL is that why ur text game sux?
BRIDE: Can’t talk. On way to manicure.
MONSTER: Hey girl
MONSTER: U up?
MONSTER: Why R U ignoring me
BRIDE: Not up. Haven’t had my jolt of electricity yet.
MONSTER: LOL I hear ya, if I don’t have my cold brew I’m useless all day, u feel me?
BRIDE: I’m not gonna feel you, ever.
MONSTER: Not aliiiive till u get that espresso shot, I totally get it
MONSTER: Hey girl
BRIDE: Pffffft
MONSTER: Feelin lonely : ( Wanna chat?
BRIDE: No.
MONSTER: Wanna make out?
BRIDE: NO
MONSTER: Wanna go for a swim?
BRIDE: I heard what happened the last time you got a girl in the lake.
MONSTER: That was an accident
MONSTER: Hey babe
BRIDE: Krrrrrrssssshhhh
MONSTER: Ur hissing says no but ur undead bod says yes
BRIDE: Haven’t mastered ambulation yet.
MONSTER: U know u were literally made for me right?
BRIDE: You need to work on your pick up lines.
MONSTER: Hey girl hey
BRIDE: I have a name you know.
MONSTER: No u don’t
BRIDE: Ok that’s true.
MONSTER: Hey Bride
BRIDE: Woah, I’m not looking for that kind of commitment.
MONSTER: Sry. What R U wearing?
BRIDE: A giant sheet gown like always.
MONSTER: Send pics
BRIDE: No.
MONSTER: I’ll send U one
BRIDE: I don’t want to see that, why don’t you send that to your “special friend” in the forest?
MONSTER: U beotch, u know he’s blind
BRIDE: Ha ha ha
MONSTER: Hey Bride
BRIDE: Busy RN.
MONSTER: R U still doing your hair??
BRIDE: Perms take a long time.
MONSTER: Honestly ur ‘do takes longer than building ur body did
BRIDE: Shut up, my look is fire.
MONSTER: That makes me uncomfortable
MONSTER: Hey Bride hey
BRIDE: RRrrrrr
MONSTER: I love it when U talk dirty
BRIDE: Go away.
MONSTER: U hate me 😦
BRIDE: There’s that famous IQ of yours.
MONSTER: Heyyyy Bride
BRIDE: SSSsssssssslskajflasfdj
MONSTER: So aggressive
BRIDE: Sorry, that was a butt text.
MONSTER: Can’t wait 4 our date tonight, Im wearing my new neck screws
BRIDE: I don’t want to go out with you! How many times do I have to hiss it?
MONSTER: U don’t?
BRIDE: NO!!!
MONSTER: We belong dead 😦 😦 😦
BRIDE: Ouch, that’s a pretty good burn actually.
MONSTER: No that’s just the laboratory exploding into flame
BRIDE: You’re such a drama queen.
