"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, Parks. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to erupt on you like that. I really like talking to you. Please forgive me and 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."
"Parks, I really do value your opinion, I swear, I really like hearing what you have to say, and what you think, but I'm not good at expressing my emotions, and I know that's not an excuse, but I'm really sorry and 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."
"Parks, I'll try to be less sarcastic, for you, but I swear, it's just become my defense mechanism. It's the only thing I have going for 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."
"Parks, fuck, I don't know what to do. Please call me back. I'm not good at expressing how I feel."
"You've reached the voicemail of Parker Andrea Nacy. I'm not available at the moment, so leave a message at the beep. Beep."
"Parks, I miss you."
Morgan left twenty-two more messages before Parker picked up.
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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...
