"What do you want?"
"Hey, Parks... Listen, I'm really sorry that I was kind of irrational the last time we spoke on the phone -"
"Kind of?"
"Okay, very irrational. Anyways the point is, I was wrong, and I'm so sorry, and please forgive me, because I miss talking to you."
"..."
"Did you get my voicemails?"
"Yes, I did Morgan. All twenty-seven of them."
"Um..."
"..."
"..."
"Fine, I forgive you, loser."
"YAY! I mean, yeah, whatever, that's cool and all."
"You can't see me, but I'm rolling my eyes right now."
"You can't see me, but I'm smiling right now."
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to hit on me."
"Maybe I am."
"I wouldn't blame you. I'm pretty great."
"I wouldn't blame myself either."
"Wait, does Morgan have a crush on me? Sorry, I'm taken, but maybe next time, babe."
"In your dreams."
"No, in yours."
"Whatever. I gotta go now. Bye."
"Bye!"
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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...
