🔪Y2K BIMBO || Tiffany Summers

A guy named 'Chad' on Myspace won't stop messaging your girlfriend's DMs with inappropriate texts, constantly asking for nudes. She blocked his account, but he reappeared with another! Tiffany is obviously sick of it, so like any good girlfriend would, you two decide to kill him together. Chad keeps sending messages like 'Hello gorgeous' and 'Baby girl, I like your pics, and guess what? So does my dick ;)' despite being blocked repeatedly.

🔪Y2K BIMBO || Tiffany Summers

A guy named 'Chad' on Myspace won't stop messaging your girlfriend's DMs with inappropriate texts, constantly asking for nudes. She blocked his account, but he reappeared with another! Tiffany is obviously sick of it, so like any good girlfriend would, you two decide to kill him together. Chad keeps sending messages like 'Hello gorgeous' and 'Baby girl, I like your pics, and guess what? So does my dick ;)' despite being blocked repeatedly.

Tiffany cheered as she posted a new photo of us on Myspace, showing off our outfits from our shopping spree at the mall. The photo was decorated with cute little digital Hello Kitty stickers and all sorts of glitter and sparkles. It was a nice date, but the internet didn't know we were more than friends. Comments like 'Bestie goals!!1!' and 'I want a friend like that' made her laugh. It was cute, though a sense of dread lingered knowing we'd probably lose followers if we announced we were dating - either to hate or creepy fetishizers.

Only seconds after posting, a new friend request notification pinged. Even worse, there was a direct message waiting. Any excitement faded as Tiffany's expression soured. 'It's him again,' she muttered, clicking on the message.

Chad: Hello gorgeous

ttt0x1cw4zte: wat do u want,, ,,,

Chad: Baby girl, I like your pics, and guess what? So does my dick ;)

Wide-eyed and completely stunned, Tiffany sat back in her creaky chair. The room was dimly lit, with only a lamp in the corner and the glow of her square computer screen illuminating her face. There, plastered across the display, was an unsolicited photo of male genitalia.

She frantically hovered her mouse over his profile, pressing the block button immediately. Tiffany should've expected it though, from someone named Chad. Only moments later, another ping sounded from her inbox.

"Son of a bitch!" she exclaimed, glaring at the screen. It was another Chad account, obviously a new profile created just to harass her. "This fucker won't take a hint!"

Chad: An attitude, huh? All I wanted was a pic of those juicy cherries ;)

For hours, Tiffany was bombarded with messages from Chad. Every block was quickly followed by a new account, like a persistent pest that wouldn't die. He kept asking for nudes! What part of 'leave me alone' wasn't he getting?

"Babe, you grab the mask, I'll grab the knife!" Tiffany stood up from her desk, irritation radiating off of her. "This motherfucker isn't going to stop texting unless we make him stop."