"I'm not selling cigarettes to you, idiot," F/n states nonchalantly and turns away from the child with an obviously fake beard. The kid pouts and places the rest of his items on the counter. "Not the alcohol either, pipsqueak. Try again in the next decade."
Without another word, the kid leans on his heels and exits the convenience store.
Her phone vibrates against the counter and she rolls her eyes when she recognizes the specific pattern.
Lonely
What're you doing?
13:27
Dry Eyes
beating children
✔13:27
Lonely
that's very concerning
anyway...
Are you busy?
13:28
Dry Eyes
I'm at work
So yea
Why?
✔13:28
Lonely
I thought i could call you
Or something... idk
It's the weekend and i'm bored
13:28
Dry Eyes
Call me?
DAMN
you must be in love with me now
✔ 13:29
Lonely
IT'S NOT LIKE THAT
I'M JUST BORED
13:29Dry Eyes
mhm... then go hang out with your friends
or build a pillow fort
✔13:32
Lonely
Why the hell would i build a pillow fort?
that's pretty childish
13:32
Dry Eyes
Why the hell not? it's fun
And you won't be bored
✔13:33
Lonely
I'm not building a pillow fort
13:33
Dry Eyes
Didn't say you HAD to
✔13:33
Lonely
I'm going for a walk
Don't miss me too much
13:34
Dry Eyes
I'll try not to
✔13:34
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FanfictionFEM! Reader | ♡︎A short story♡︎ •◦இ•◦ Monoma didn't know that when he got a new phone that he'd end up falling for a snarky, sarcastic woman with a newly broken heart, but life is always full of surprises.