"BABE. COME NEXT DOOR."
❝QUENTIN. YOU COME NEXT DOOR.❞
"Nah, I'm lazy. Did you like sightseeing today?"
❝I loved it. New York is really great, but I am confused as to why you're still calling me when we are together in person.❞
"I don't know, out of habit?"
❝You call me out of habit? Quentin, that is bullshit and you know it. What's the real reason?❞
"There is no real reason! ...Somewhat?"
❝Q, love, tell me.❞
"You tell me your secret first. you think I don't notice when you shake your head no at your parents after they mouth something? This is why I'm still calling you, because you are more open during our phone calls."
❝My secret is something good. It's something that will make us both happy. I have a feeling yours is...indifferent.❞
"Nerissa, baby, I have a secret yes, but it's also happy. I just...I want it to be in a better place okay?"
❝That doesn't...Quentin?❞
"..."
❝Did you really hang up on me?❞
"..."
❝...Huh...maybe...this was a mistake?❞
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Nerissa & Q
Historia CortaA series of phone calls between Nerissa & Q. When one phone call turns into heartbreak, sadness, and love. #956 In Short Story [8/27/16] #558 In Short Story [9/10/16] #382 In Short Story [9/24/16]
