<b>Me:</b> Dab is such a cutie. Evan is so pure. Respect my boys!<p/><b>Also me:</b> Omg! They're totally in love. Gotta check Ao3 and spend 5 hours reading hard-angsty lemon. Who tops? Who bottoms?... Gotta do some inappropriate fanart.<p/></p>
Person C playfully takes Person A’s phone (A honestly doesn’t care at this point) and threatens to read through their texts with Person B (“I hope I don’t see any sexts”).
They are disgusted yet appalled by the fact that literally all of Person A and Person B’s texts are in the format of memes, both old and new. All their texts look like a shit post blog set on an endless loop.
Person C dies a little on the inside as they Person A back their phone and say, “Cute” as they begin to suppress this memory.
Bonus: Later that night, Person C wakes up in a cold sweat. Their homie Person D asks them what’s wrong and they just say “Memes, they’re everywhere.” Person D goes back to sleep, wondering what just happened.