fabian | claire
—11:02AM—
❝Hello?❞
❝Fabian?❞
❝Yes, this is Fabian speaking. Who is this?❞
❝It's boba.❞
❝BOBA? IS THAT YOU?❞
❝Yes. Malcolm told me you took a day off and he gave me your number.❞
❝Look, Boba. about the other day, I'm sorry—❞
❝No, it's not your fault. I'm the one who hung up on you. [sighs] I'm sorry.❞
❝It's alright. [sighs] I'm so glad you called me.❞
❝Wow, I'm flattered.❞
❝You better be. I haven't talked to you in two weeks, I thought I lost you!❞
❝Do my ears deceive me?❞
❝No, you idiot. I'm just so bored, you were my only source of entertainment in that dump.❞
❝Aw, glad to know that I'm so special.❞
❝You are.❞
❝Anyway, why did you take a day off?❞
❝I was dying out of boredom because the people at this continent isn't obsessed with bubble tea, except for you, apparently.❞
❝Well, good news for you, Fabian Cheon, because I'm here now.❞
❝Wait, you know my surname?❞
❝Malcolm told me.❞
❝That son of a bitch.❞
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Bubble Tea
Short Story|a short story| ❝ this is chatime's bubble tea delivery service. how may i help you- ❞ ❝ i just broke up with my boyfriend. and i need my bubble tea. NOW. ❞ copyright © hxolyspirit 2017