𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 ⇝ 𝙆𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙧𝙖

𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙏𝙔 𝙏𝙒𝙊 {𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙒𝘼𝙎𝙉𝙏 𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙉𝙄𝘾𝙀 }

𝘼𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑

"Hold on. Why does she get to tickle?" JJ whines as Pope hands Kiara the phone.

"She's the best tickler" Pope answers simply.

"I think Allison should be the judge of that" Makoa says matter of factly and I playfully glare at him.

"Should I do, like, an accent?" Kiara asks in a terrible southern accent.

"Not that one" I grimace and Makoa nods in agreement.

"Definitely disguise your voice" Pope tells her.

"Disguise my voice how? Like, how would you like me to talk?" Kiara then asks in an even worse English accent.

"Not like that" JJ shakes his head in horror.

"Please no" Makoa pleads and she glares at the boys.

"Maybe accents just aren't your strong suit" I try to tell my girlfriend sweetly and she hums, accepting my statement.

"Batman" Pope suggests.

"Batman" Kiara repeats in a deep husky voice that makes me giggle and that makes her smile.

"There you go" Pope chirps.

"Spot on" JJ nods "Let's do this"

"Ready?" Makoa asks the Carrera girl.

"Ready" She confirms and she dials the number.

"Hello?" Gavin answers the phone.

"Hello" Kiara husks out before muting it and looking at us "I can't"

"Just talk" Pope replies.

"Hello?" Gavin repeats in confusion and Kiara clears her throat before unmuting the call.

"Is Gavin there?" She asks normally.

"This is Gavin. Who's this? Hello?" The man speaks.

"I know what happened on the tarmac" Kiara declares and Gavin laughs nervously.

"Um...Who's this?" He asks.

"It was Rafe Cameron. But you already knew that, and you lied about it" Kiara continues.

"Okay. Who is this?" Gavin asks again, worry clear in his determined voice.

"We're gonna prove it. You're guilty" Kiara states.

"You're gonna tell me who this is now" Gavin demands.

"You could have saved her, Gavin, and you didn't. And you're not getting away with this" Kiara retorts.

"Listen to me! Who is this?" Gavin shouts in anger and she hangs up the call.

"How was that?" Kiara asks us.