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ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ (ʙᴏᴋᴜᴛᴏ)
sᴛᴇʟʟᴇ (ᴇsᴛᴇʟʟᴇ)
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HEY HEY HEY!!

it's 3 am

leave me alone

no

i'm bored

find someone else to bother

don't act like you weren't
already up playing roblox

no🙄✋

i tried to go to
sleep an hour ago

AND I WAS ABOUT
TO FALL ALSEEP

but you woke me up👹

my bad

i hate you

okay

but.....

since i already woke you up

i am not rating your 🌶spicy🌶
selfies again

i wasn't going to
ask you that...

but since you brought it up...

no

ugh fine

want to facetime?

you just woke me up

i look like a greasy rat

like atsumu?

yes

you probably don't
look that bad

i do tho

pleaseeee estellleeee
i'm bored

bitch it's 3:20 am

and?

answer

no

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ᴜɢʟʏ ʀᴀᴛ ɪs ғᴀᴄᴇᴛɪᴍɪɴɢ

ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ✅ ᴅᴇᴄʟɪɴᴇ❌

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WHY DID YOU DECLINE😡

because
i'm tired

i have to show you something
tho :(

i swear if i answer your call
and your naked

i am never speaking to you again

I WOULDN'T DO THAT

is that something you think
i would do?

yes

oh.

ANSWER👺

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ᴜɢʟʏ ʀᴀᴛ ɪs ғᴀᴄᴇᴛɪᴍɪɴɢ

ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ✅ ᴅᴇᴄʟɪɴᴇ❌

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"HEY! HEY! HEY!" Bokuto's ugly ass face popped up onto my screen. Surprisingly enough, the man was not naked.

"Bokuto, it's lateee, stop yelling." I groggily adjusted my phone, so he could now see my face. "It's 7pm for me, so I feel fine." Bokuto looked up into the camera.

"What are you talking about? You don't look like a rat." He questioned, while examining me on his phone. "My hair looks like Asahi's when he used to tie his hair super tight."

He let out a disgusting donkey laugh. "Who told him that looked good?" Bokuto slid his hand through his hair. As he did this, I saw his bulging triceps, which not going to lie, it was kind of hot😏.

"Poor dude was probably had hair loss from how tight he tied up his hair," I shook my head worried. "You do look good though, maybe just a little bit tired," Bokuto added in.

"I wonder why, ITS NOT LIKE ITS 3 AM!" I yelled into my phone.

"Estelleeeee, it's lateeeeee, stop yelling," he mocked my statement from earlier.

"I am hanging up."

"WAIT STOP! I STILL HAVE SOMETHING TO SHOW YOU!" he flailed his arms in attempt to stop me.

"Fine, what is it?" I voiced out tiredly. To be honest, I was kind of curious as to what he was going to show me, but we all know that this is Bokuto. He could show me a cat that he picked up on the side of the road.

"YES! Okay... guess what I found." Bokuto started jumping in his seat excited.

"You found a bra that some girl chucked at Atsumu, while you were playing a game?" I raised my brow.

"What? no," He raised an eyebrow.

"Then what is it."

"I FOUND MY OLD JERSEY FROM HIGHSCHOOL!!!" He then held up a very dirty Fukurodani jersey. Bokuto had a huge smile on his face, so even though I did not care, his smile kind of gave me a happy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Bokuto."

"Isn't it cool!" He started shaking his head up and down rapidly, kind of looked like he was spazzing.

"You woke me up from my precious sleep..... TO SHOW ME A FUCKING JERSEY?"

"............ uh yes?" His eyes went wide in fear of getting scolded.

"Bokuto..." I closed my eyes and sighed. "I COULD BE DREAMING OF TOMIOKA GIYU RIGHT NOW!"

"You have to admit it's cool though," Bokuto tried to reason with me. I could be having one of the best dreams of my life, but noooo, Bokuto just had to ruin that.

"It is an old, worn-out jersey, there isn't anything cool about it," I rubbed my eyes tiredly. "It is cool though! It has many memories."

"What memories? You missing your spikes?" I just wanted to go to sleep at this point.

"I WAS-"

"iN tHe ToP 5 SpIkErS iN jApAn, I think you told everyone that." I carried on, "I don't think anyone cared and still cares, Bokuto."

"Hinata cared!" Bokuto tried to defend his title. "He cares about anything," I concluded.

"I just wanted to show you one of my prized possessions." Bokuto frowned. "I would love to see your prized possessions, JUST NOT AT 3AM."

"Well, I guess I will try to not to show you things important to me," he put his head down sadly. I know this motherfucker is NOT trying to make me feel guilty for wanting to go to sleep. He kind of looks a little bit cute looking all sad and depressed, though.

I sighed. "Bokuto..." He looked up with fake tears in his eyes, "Yes?" I am about to drop kick this bitch, if he doesn't stop looking at me with puppy dog eyes.

"You can show me important things to you, but please, not this late," I said. "Okay!" He smiled really big. This man is a child stuck in a horny, middle school boy, I swear. I could give him a piece of candy, and he would be happy for weeks.

"Can I also show you the shoes I found?" Bokuto walked over to his closet and grabbed his old shoes from high school.

"I wore these in every game I played in third year!" He sat in his chair and held up the shoes, but not looking at the phone.

"I remember all of the ladies telling me I looked great in these shoes," He spoke, while basically shoving the shoes into the camera.

"So what do you think of them?" Bokuto questioned. "They helped me jump pretty high."

"...."

Noticing the lack of answering, "Estelle?" He looked into the camera and say the bed-headed girl sleeping peacefully. He smiled slightly and decided he would let her sleep.

"Sweet dreams, Estelle." Bokuto pressed the end call button and sat back into his chair.

"Her hair really did look bad."

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Hope you enjoyed!!

I won't be able to update next week, due to me having exams, just so you guys don't think I died or whatever 🙄✋.

Thanks for 720 reads,
Have a good day!

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