Today, Nina called Tyrone two times. He didn't answer.
"That's odd," she mumbled to herself as she stared at her phone.
The taunting screen stared back at her, his contact flashing before her eyes.
"Oh well."
Nina dropped the phone on her bed and went to stand up. Something kept her glued onto the mattress and she unconsciously turned her face towards the device.
"What if he answers this time...?"
She denied the fact that she missed their conversations.
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Wrong Line
Short Story❝Finally, someone answered.❞ "Uhm, you've been calling for the past three minutes. What the heck do you want?" ❝Isn't this the famous 'Love Line'─wait, who is this?❞ "No, it's not, you idiot. Now stop calling." ❝So... you're not looking for a partne...
