Hi, I'm looking for you-
Wrong number, bye.
HUH?
*beep*
Damn it.
*dials again*
Hello?
Sorry, I'm just trying to sell some cookies, would you mind-
*beep*
*beep*
One more time and I'm done-
This is honestly sad. Here I am, a poor girl just trying to spread the goodness of warm, crunchy cookies, and here you are, crushing that earnest dream with a cold-hearted gaze upon my cookie soul that beget gloom and crisis everywhere-
And how many cookies are you asking for?
Just buy them, Kyle.
Wha-how do you know my name?
Because I do.
And I'm not going to ask how you know that fact, because it's plain creepy.
YOU ARE READING
Until I Say Goodbye | ✔
Storie breviWhen feisty (or high, depending) Camilla randomly peruses a number from the school directory to sell cookies, she ends up calling Kyle, a boy whom she has completely no idea how to deal with. Or rather, dial with. Things are going to get rather out...
