=5:58am, 23rd February 2016=[Naya is in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet bowl while scrolling through her one sided text history with Silas.]
20.02.16
NAYA:
Call me21.02.16
NAYA:
Answer my calls!!!!!22.02.16
NAYA:
Don't make me fly to the UK!!!!22.02.16
NAYA:
SILAS1 minute ago
NAYA:
Worried. Text me back so I know you're not dead?
"Oh my god, he's alive!"SILAS:
Morning, sunshine.NAYA:
!!!!!!NAYA:
I'M CALLING YOU"Silas Richards Lancaster, it's been three fucking days!"
"I didn't want to worry."
"A+ for that. You got me thinking you were dead!"
"Here I am. Silas right in your ear."
"I'm just glad you bothered to call back."
"I wouldn't dare disobey you."
[Naya winces at the pain of how much cheesiness had just stabbed her in the heart.] "I just cringed."
[He chuckles a bit, giving her a window to ask about his illness.]
"Is it bad?"
"A little."
"Well...Tell me?"
"Naya, it's nothing."
"Spill. Now. Or I'll curse at you for as long as I live."
"Just got a tad bit of... mild dengue."
"How in the world is that mild? Dengue is dengue. Period. People die from that shit."
"I know, I know. Will you please calm down, sweetheart?"
[Realising that she'd aggravated him, Naya tones down her anxiety, composing herself after not hearing from him for three days.]
"Sorry... Just... make sure you take your medication, drink up, don't take any kind of medication that has ibuprofen, naproxen and especially-"
"Aspirin. I know, I heard your voicemail."
"Okay, I'll call in later. Gotta head to the zoo, the otters are waiting for me."
"TTYL."
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BTW Silas is reading out the acronym TTYL oki :""")
Ps: I've mentioned before that it all of their conversation are not displayed here that's why they know some stuff about each other (˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵)
YAY I HOPE YOU LIKE IT SO FAR. just clearing the air here, there is no third/fourth/fifth love interest. Clinomania is STRICTLY #Siya / #Nalas
so the book will focus very much on the tribulations of their r/s! IM SO PUMPED FOR DIS
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Short StoryShort story with tablespoons of romance, teaspoons of comedy and pinches of drama. highest @ #12, thank you for all the love - "Who the fuck is this? It's five in the morning!" "What a rude salutation. This is Silas and I'm supposed to wake you up...