[1st voicemail sent July 16th 1:23 p.m.]
"Alex, it's me Josh. I just called to let you know that I beat the fuck out of Will for speaking to you the way he did. Unfortunately, he was a member of the wrestling team since middle school so I ended up being able to reward him with a black eye and sore knuckles...I earned a sore cheek, and a bloody nose. Bothers, right? Anyway, I hope to be able to hear your beautiful voice sometime soon...bye."
[2nd voicemail sent July 16th 4:30 p.m.]
"Hey pizza chick, I drove by the restaurant on my way to pick up some groceries for my mom even though I look like complete shit...I didn't see you behind the counter, I hope you're getting these voicemails. Call me sometime? Our bet is still on by the way, I'm pretty sure you're winning...bye."
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in love with pizza
Genç Kurgu"I'll only ever come to love one thing, and thats pizza." "Give me twenty eight days to prove otherwise." #65 In Short Story (Dialogue category) 6/21/17 :) *old story*