Context: Random phone calls from your dear lovers
Blade
"Hey"
"!!!!"
"What are you doing?"
"Ah...Me?..Uh.."
"Why are you so surprised?"
"Why did you call me?! You literally said that was our last meeting like 3 hours ago?!"
"I dialled the wrong number."
"haahahahahh"
"You don't believe me?"
"Do I look like I'm dumb enough to believe that?"
"Oh...You're not?
"I prefer not to answer that."
"Listen.."
"What?"
"Don't just go anywhere recklessly next time."
"You're the one who sent me the invitation. Plus, I have my own reason."
"Is that so?"
"Then why are you always in danger every time I see you?"
"It is sheer coincidence; that's it, but you. Why do you always show up in places I go to?"
"I have already answered that question!"
"..when..?"
"So, you're also very forgetful."
"I told you, it's the same reason as yours."
"The same reason as mine? Care to make me remember it?"
"You don't know? OK. Why did you come to that place?"
"To.....see...."
"Huh, so stubborn?"
"Anyways, your reason can't be the same as mine. I came there to see you, and you came here to slice people like tomatoes. It was none of my business."
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