Phone Calls > jariana (COMPLETED)

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March 21, sent 4:39 p.m.

Justin: What are you doing?

March 21, sent 4:41 p.m.

Ariana: I don't text. Ever.

March 21, sent 4:43 p.m.

Justin: Why not?

March 21, sent 4:44 p.m.

Ariana: I just don't and I'm serious. I will never respond to a text again.

March 21, sent 4:45 p.m.

Justin: That's weird. Texting would be fun.

March 22, 3:00 p.m.

Ariana: Hello?

Justin: It's Justin. Do you have a pen? I've got the number of the former owner of the scumbag operation. He lives in New Jersey now.

Ariana: That figures.

Justin: Are you ready?

Ariana: I have a pen.

Justin: I almost texted you this information.

Ariana: I don't text.

Justin: You mentioned that. Why not?

Ariana: I just don't.

Justin: Are you technophobic?

Ariana: No.

Justin: Do you have a crappy data plan?

Ariana I'm not in a jokey mood, Justin. Just give me the number. Please.

Justin: Fine. Here it is. It's 201-555-0127.

Ariana: I'll call him tomorrow. I'm on my way out the door.

Justin: Where are you going?

Ariana: To the mall.

Justin: You're such a girl.

Ariana: I'm going to buy a knife.

Justin: For cooking?

Ariana: Camping.

Justin: Sweet. A woman who likes the wilderness and blades.

Ariana: I find that response alarming.

Justin: I'm probably going to call you later.

Ariana: I'll probably answer if you do.

March 24, 9:44 p.m.

Ariana: Is this Justin?

Justin: Yes, and I'm stuck.

Ariana: Inside of something?

Justin: Yes, a take-home essay. I can't find my way out.

Ariana: It's late. Maybe you should go to bed and work on it in the morning.

Justin: It's due in the morning.

Ariana: Justin, Justin, Justin. It's like my mother always tells me—extreme procrastination oft leads to excessive caffeination.

Justin: Your mother uses the word "oft"?