Me
Hey, Turner!
Turner
Who is this?
Me
Who do you think it is?
Turner
I have no idea. It says Charlotte, but Charlotte's right next to me. And she isn't on her phone.
Me
I am Charlotte! I'm texting you! See, I'll prove it! *sends picture*
Turner
Then who's next to me?
Me
I have no idea!
Turner
Omw she looks just like you what is going on. Hold on. *turns on voice recording*
'Hey, Charlotte. What do you want to do now?' 'Oh, I don't know, how about you and me going to get some milkshakes? *ends voice recording*
Me
I HATE MILKSHAKES!!! THAT'S NOT ME TURNER GET LOST!!!
Turner
I know I KNOW OMYWORD HER FLESH IS MELTING OFF HER BODY AND HOLD ON I GOTTA RECORD THIS!!!
*turns on video* *screaming* "HELLO GOOD PEOPLE AT THE FBI, CIA, AND WHOEVER ELSE DEALS IN THIS KINDA STUFF. MY NAME IS TURNER SIMMONS. THIS IS A GIRL WHO I THOUGHT WAS MY FRIEND CHARLOTTE. AS IT TURNS OUT, THIS IS NOT CHARLOTTE!!!" *Turns the camera to the girl. Her flesh melts off of her body until a pale green layer can be seen. The normal sized head swells and the eyes bulge to enormous proportions.* "OH DANG ITS AN ALIEN!!!!" *Camera footage becomes shaky and blurry as Turner clearly begins to run.* "OKAY, CHARLOTTE, THE REAL ONE THIS TIME, DOWNLOAD THIS VIDEO AND SEND IT TO EVERY LAW ENFOREMENT AGENCY YOU CAN THINK OF. I GOTTA GO!!!!" *ends video*
Me
Okay, Turner. Get out of there and OH. NO. THERE'S ANOTHER ONE OF YOU.
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