Y/n's pov
Your alarm went off at 9 am.
Y: FUCK..........WHY ME WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME.
You then quickly got out of bed and dressed Luckly all your stuff was in your car already so you quickly grabed something to eat and drove off. Quickly realizing that you are going to be around half an hour late, you tried to call smarty.
Y: Call smarty.
When nothing happened, you realised that you don't remember what his number was, and you don't have it saved.
Y: Call Cole Caufield
C: Ummm, hello
Y: Hiiiii omg did I wake you up I'm so sorry.
C: No, no, you didn't it's fine, so uh, what do you need?
Y: I need smartys phone number.
C: Who's??
Y: Oh, sorry, Martin's.
C: Oh, uh, no problem, it's 514 122 1322
Y: ok, thanks so much.
C: No problem.
Y: ok, bye.
C: Bye.
You then quickly called Smarty and explained that you would be a bit late, and he said no worries and explained that he would be late too due to traffic.
Hello lovely people 💕 hope you are enjoying your holidays 😊
YOU ARE READING
Drafted (reader × cole caufield) Book 1
Romanceso, umm, I suck at story description, but here you go so it's basically that you get drafted for the nhl blah blah blah, just read the story, plssss, ohh, and it's only mature because of some swearing 🩷🩷🩷
