"You've reached the voicemail of Parker Andrea Nacy. I'm not available at the moment, so leave a message at the beep. Beep."
"Hey, Parker, it's Morgan, and I wanted to make sure you were alright, I mean, you called me and then hung up on me, and well, frankly, I'm kinda worried about you. Call me back?"
"You've reached the voicemail of Parker Andrea Nacy. I'm not available at the moment, so leave a message at the beep. Beep."
"Hey. It's Morgan. Again. Listen, I just wanted to check up on you, okay? I know that we don't know each other, but, I don't know. I just want to make sure you're alright. At least text me you're okay."
"You've reached the voicemail of Parker Andrea Nacy. I'm not available at the moment, so leave a message at the beep. Beep."
"Are you even listening to these? Okay, well, it's Morgan again and yeah, I'm still worried. Call me?"
"You've reached the voicemail of Parker Andrea Nacy. I'm not available at the moment, so leave a message at the beep. Beep."
"Fucking dammit, Parker, why the hell did you call me in the first place if you were just going to fucking hang up on me?"
"You've reached the voicemail of Parker Andrea Nacy. I'm not available at the moment, so leave a message at the beep. Beep."
"..."
Parker opened her phone. The screen popped up with an icon notifying that she had four voicemails. As she listened to Morgan's voice, she felt guilty. She didn't mean to worry Morgan.
She sent Morgan a quick text.
don't worry about me. i'm alright :)
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You've Got Voicemail
Short StoryA story of conversations between two girls in which they exchange witty conversations, secrets, and find themselves. "Hey, this is Morgan. So I'm going to need-" "Um, I don't know a Morgan." "Isn't this Angie?" "No, it's Parker." "Well, this is aw...
