S u n d a y , J u n e 1 9
- 1:02 pm -
I n c o m i n g C a l l : Tyler the Creep
" What? "
" Wow such a welcoming introduction. Don't you think? "
" Shut up. "
" Someone's on their period, and I know it ain't me. "
She sighed in frustration.
" What do you want? "
" I just wanted to hear that beautiful angelic voice of yours again. "
" Hate to burst your bubble, but I wish I could say the same, Tyler. "
" Oh how I love the way my name rolls off your tongue. Quite hot, babe, not gonna lie. "
He can sense her roll her eyes after he said this. The way she said his name, he loved every bit of it. The way the consonants and vowels were pronounced and mashed together. It was beautiful.
" Of course, bitch. I - "
" OOOOOOOOOOHH YOU SWORE!!! I'M TELLLLIINGGG! "
" No wait - ! Brendan, back away from the home phone! "
Ruffling and loud muffled voices can be heard on the other line. Tyler looks at his phone confused before placing it back onto his ear.
" Um..sweet cheeks? Is everything alright over there? "
The sound of what sounded like a vase shattering filled Tyler's ear.
" Uh... "
" T-Tyler, hold on sorry. I gotta deal with this... GET BACK HERE BRENDAN OR ELSE I WONT MAKE YOU MAC N' CHEESE EVER AGAIN! "
The line went dead, and Tyler stared at his phone in silence before a laugh escaped his lips.
" What the fuck? "
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