3:09am
"You're really good."
"Thank you. I told you I was a prodigy."
"You know, I'm starting to think you're a compulsive liar."
"Maybe. I'll ask my mum."
"Of course, because mum's know everything."
"She does. Well, in mental health. She's a psychologist."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Wicked."
"What do your parents do, Anne of Green Gables?"
"For the millionth time, stop calling me that!"
"Actually, that's only the second time you've asked me to stop calling you Anne of Green Gables."
Groan.
"You haven't answered my question."
"What? Oh, right. Um, my mum's a banker and my dad's a builder. He's studying to become an architect."
"Nice. Ask him to design my house."
"Your house?"
"Yeah."
"Okay."
YOU ARE READING
1:57am
Teen Fictionin which a boy accidentally calls his neighbour and ends up consoling her late night sadness
