Saturday February 20
1:38pm
"How are you, Brookie Cookie?"
"You sort of have a habit of asking how I am."
"Yeah, I kind of suck at small talk."
"I can tell."
"Is that the cookie basket guy?"
"Go away, Zach."
"Tell him that if he ever hurts you then he'll get his balls cut off."
"If you ever hurt me you'll get your balls cut off."
"Duly noted."
"Tell him- actually, just give the phone."
"Zach, stop!"
"I love my baby sis to the ends of the earth, so if I ever catch you two doing something intimate, or anything physical at all, you will die."
"Okay."
"Give it back- good. Okay, yeah, sorry about that."
"It's understandable. I'm just scared for my life now."
"Oh don't worry about him. He never sticks to his word, anyways. Alright, well this was a nice small talk, but I got to go."
"Okay, I'll talk to you later, Cookie."
"Bye."
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Short StoryWho knew what could be made out of annoying calls, anonymous texts, and a little bit of chemistry? -highest rank #8 in short story -contains some mature content -completed but unedtited
