Stranger, Help Me

GUESS

"Gale speaking."

"I made waffles for lunch."

"And?"

"My father liked them. He wasn't drunk when he came back. He was impressed with the clean house and waffles. He told me he'd buy honey when he went out again."

"That's good. How are you feeling?"

"A bit... happy? Sounds impossible, but... but yeah. I called to let you know. What are you doing?"

"Me? I'm drawing right now."

"Oh? What are you drawing?"

"Uh... well you see."

"I see what?"

"I may or may not be drawing what I think... you look like?"

"Oh. OH."

"Yeah... oh."

"Don't draw any models. I... Am not very pretty."

"Don't doubt yourself. We're all fine the way we are, screw social conforms. Do you want to know what I think you look like?"

"But..."

"Oh, come on."

"Um... I really, uh."

"Mmhm... please?"

"If you want. O - only because you urged me to. Not because I want to."

"Okay! Sweet! So, you have long hair... brown? Light brown. Gentle eyes, gentle soul, freckles! You remind me of unexplored caves."

"Whoa, whoa. A cave?"

"Hiding wonderful treasures, which is a part of the cave."

"Is that a compliment?"

"Yeah. Yeah, it is."

"I - what? Oh. Okay. T - thanks."

"Your voice is really soft and nice, like a sweet lullaby. All in all, you sound normal today."

"Huh... I never noticed. Or... been told that. Thanks again."

"Yeah. It's good. Hey, tell me what you really look like."

"No."

"Come on, Evangeline. I think you're cute and sweet. What you look like is not how I'll judge you."

"You're really smooth. Thank you."

"Why thank you."

"Let's do you instead. I think you have black hair. A little near the eyes, but otherwise all good. Slight undercut?"

"That's... Accurate. Too accurate."

"Really? And you... Have green eyes? Not muscly. That muscly, anyway."

"Well, thanks, Evangeline."

"Is that what people call sarcasm?"

"Yes. You are a pretty good guesser. I do have green eyes. They're dark green. I may not be buff, but I am pretty muscly, thank you. I love to jog. It's called my soccer training."

"Okay, okay... I don't remember the last time I went outside properly. The only time I go out is to throw the trash and hang the laundry."

"You are missing out."

"...on a lot of things."

"I'm sorry about that. Hey - "

CRASH!

"Evangeline? What's that?"

"S - something fell. That's all."

CRASH!

"Evangeline! That doesn't sound like something fell."

"I - it's fine. Just..."

"EVANGELINE WHERE ARE YOU?"

BANG!

"Oh my god, Evangeline!"

"It's okay, don't worry, Gale. Everything's okay. Just don't call anyone. Please."

"Everything's okay."

"Call me back! Okay! Call me - "

Beep, beep...

"She sounded way too calm. I... what can I do?"