Belle | Princeton
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Is this Belle? Belle Macomber?
Uh, yes, do I know you?
It's Princeton.
I don't know a Princeton, actually... how'd you get my number?
It's a long story.
I don't have that much time, Princeton, do you think you could call some other time?
Wait, Belle, I just... five minutes, 'kay?
Five minutes. I want to know who you are and how you got my number.
Ready?
Okay, firstly, my name is Princeton Wheeles. I got your number when I found your name on the back of a 7-11 receipt, so I did a background scan for twenty dollars-
You spent money on me? I don't even know you, and you did a background check?
Plus, I haven't been to a 7-11 in... ever? And why would someone write my name on the back of a receipt?
I'm just happy I'm not talking to a criminal. I know everything about you, Belle.
I don't know what to say, so I'm hanging up. You're a creep.
I'm really not. I'm just fascinated with you.
It's three in the morning. I don't know why I answered, but I'm hanging up. And I don't want any more calls on any circumstances. Got it?
You sound pretty when you're angry.
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