"Hey I thought you were coming yesterday...you never showed?"
"Yeah sorry about that I was literally leaving my house when my mom asked me to babysit my cousin, but sometime before you leave I will show you around."
"Ok, whatever."
"I'm serious, I have to, I promise I will show you around."
"Ok geez I get it you'll show me around."
"Yes I will for sure."
"Well you better do it fast, I'm leaving in a week remember."
"Right um how about next Thursday."
"Um sure."
"Great!"
"So why don't you have like a Roman accent?"
"Um, you mean Italian? Rome is in Italy."
"Yeah, whatever."
"Um I actually just moved back here I used to live in the U.S but my asshole of a father left my mom, so we moved back here with her parents about two months ago."
"Oh yeah, I can totally relate my douchebag father cut out on me and my mom after I was born...haven't met him."
"Yeah well, I have football practice so talk to you later."
"Yeah bye."
"Don't forget Thursday!"
"..."
"Can't wait for Thursday."
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When in Rome
Short Story"Hello, is this front desk?" "Um, front desk?" "Yeah, you know that thing people sit behind at the front of the hotel, I'm assuming since you don't know then you aren't the front desk are you?" "Yeah, I have no idea what you're talking about."
