miss me

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by comabby

by comabby

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"no,"

"what do you mean no?"

"no,"

"you didn't miss me?"

"no,"

"oh come on you've had to have missed me!"

"no,"

michael chuckled to himself and stared at me through the camera, my room was dark so he only could slightly see my nose peeking out from the darkness. my eye twitched from sleep deprivation, but this was not the first time i had pulled an all nighter.

"didn't you just go to bed?" i questioned.

"no,"

"then where did you go?" i responded inquisitively.

"to go make this coffee!" he chirped "i told you i didn't want to go to sleep," he added.

"you've got to be kidding me," i muttered to myself and he frowned as if he had heard me.

"just as a heads up, next time you stop talking to me and then make me assume you go to bed; don't call me on facetime," i slightly snapped and then ended the call, after a few minutes of sitting in silence super intensely hot purple haired boy popped up on my screen once again; i pressed accept like i had before.

"miss me?"

"oh my god no!" i answered, trying to muster any chuckle that escaped me.

"see you did miss me! liar" he pointed out.

"you are such a child!" i growled.

"that's exactly why you love me! you're totally into the whole younger kid thing am i right?"

"oh my god, yes totally" i replied sarcastically and rolled my eyes. i wasn't sure why i didn't hang up on him when he said that but i didn't. around the time when it finally reached 7:00 P.M. i had begun to close my eyes and fall asleep, i could still hear michael talking about something and not pausing to see if i was still listening; but when he did he called out my name a couple of times.

"victoria?"

"victoriaaa?"

"vampire girl?"

"you're probably asleep now, oh uh, goodnight; i mean goodmorning."

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