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22. calls

"Hello, Caaaal!"

"Hello, chick-who-I-don't-fcking-know-your-name."

"Duh. You can ask for it I mean I don't mind."

"It's only you who's so secret-y about your name anyway."

"What, the fck are you trying to say?"

"Oh! Ever so slow, young man!"

"Cut it out."

"My tongue? Nope, as I find it annoys you so much to my great amusement."

"Yeah. As I find your face fcking amusing too, to my surprise."

"That's the nicest compliment you've ever given me, kind sir."

"As it reminds me of a clown. You're fcking welcome."

"Huh. I'd still take that as a compliment, thanks."

"Damn, you're fcking weird."

"Is it because I'm the first of my species that you've ever talk to? Thanks."

"No. Because you just are."

"I don't compute."

"The fck chick?"

"I meant I don't understand! Goody gracious--"

"Who the fck says compute instead of understand? Goody? Shit. Is there something wrong with you?"

"I'm not insane, you jerk!"

"I mean yes I know I'm weird but uhm okay BUT--"

"Oh wait it's almost 11, got to read by--"

"Can I see you?"

"You can't see me I'm behind the screen."

"I'm serious."

"Oh really? That word is in your vocabulary?"

"Just--fcking stop. I am."

"Oh..."

"Oh...what?"

"Can. I. See. You?"

"Uh, when?"

"Tomorrow? Anytime you'd like?"

"Uh, why?"

"...."

"...."

"Maybe because so I could throw you out the window."

"Wow is that sarcasm I am hearing."

"Fcking answer the damn question--"

"Maybe! Yes! Bye!"

end call.