jordan: you're a fucking dick, Ivan.
Isaac: excuse me? who are you? how did you get my number?
jordan: I'm a friend of Will. you know, your BOYFRIEND
Isaac: yeah? what about him, I'm away on business.
jordan: business of cheating.
jordan: you're fucking scum.
Isaac: what??????
jordan: Ivan, darling, I'm sitting in the café you're in right now. I see you with that other guy. we just chatted about ten minutes ago.
Isaac: MY NAME IS NOT IVAN, IT'S ISAAC
Isaac: does will know you're here?
jordan: of course.
Isaac: we talked?
jordan: you spilled your drink on me.
Isaac: did you tell will yet?
jordan: wouldn't you like to know.
jordan: have a nice day, Ivan.
Isaac: IT'S ISAAC
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sorry, mate wrong number (kiani)
Fanfictionwhen a girl you met at the bar gives you her number, that's good. so, you text it. but the person on the other end isn't her. that's bad. actually, maybe not.
