"*laughing* Did you know your initials spell out pan?"
"Well, hello to you too."
"Parker Andrea Nacy. Did your parents plan that, or...?"
"My dad did. My mom was horrified when she'd learned what he'd done. She didn't talk to him for a week. It's okay, because he was too busy laughing that week."
"Wait, your dad named you?"
"Well, Nacy is my mom's last name, she refused to change her last name when she married him. And she wanted my name to be Parker, after my aunt - her sister. My aunt died when she was nine because of leukemia. Anyways, my dad got to pick my middle name, and he thought it would absolutely hilarious if my initials spelled out a word. So he chose Andrea. The end."
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"Stop laughing!"
"It is absolutely hilarious. Your dad is great. Oh my God, my stomach hurts from laughing so hard."
"Why do I even talk to you?"
"Because I'm amazing."
"Uh huh."
"Oh, I've gotta go. Bye!"
"Talk to ya later."
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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...
