"Hello-"
"Don't."
"If you say so. What's up, Viv?"
"My best friend just came out to me."
"What?"
"Gay. She told me she's gay."
"Oh? You have a problem with gays?"
"No, why? Are you gay?"
"What? No! Of course not."
"Are you sure? You know you can tell me, taco boy. I'll still love you the same."
"No, Vivian. Just no."
"You don't have to be ashamed."
"Viv..."
"Ash..."
"I'm not gay."
"Sure?"
"I'm pretty sure I like girls."
"I guess I'll take you up on that, for now."
"For now?"
"I'm just kidding. I'm starving, get my food delivered pronto?"
"Yes ma'am."
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Taco House of Love
Short Story"Hello, thank yo-" "Yeah, yeah cut the crap. I'd like to order a large pepperoni pizza with extra cheese and garlic bread on the side." "Uh, ma'am.. We don't sell pizzas." "What are you talking about?" "You called the Taco House. We sell tacos." "...
