"Mona and Jonathan are breaking up, I think."
"Why?"
"Because he kissed some girl."
"They should read our paper."
"I'll send them a copy."
"Mmm."
"So what's up?"
"I'm bored."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah."
"Can I bring you coffee?"
"It's eleven o'clock."
"So?"
"p.m."
"So?"
"So I'm supposed to actually sleep."
"Key word being supposed."
"My mother will not let a random boy come over here and bring me coffee at eleven p.m."
"I'll sneak in."
"Through where?"
"The window, of course."
"I'm on the second floor."
"I'll manage."
"Griffin."
"Katherine."
"Fine. Whatever. But be discreet, please."
"When am I not discreet?"
"Ugh, bye."
A/N: This was a whopping 78 words, but oh well. Thank you for reading.
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Short Storyin which a boy and a girl attend the same private school and they gradually fall in love over the course of the last two months of their senior year; via home ec., earbuds, and bookstores//#603 in short story at some point (don't steal my story)
