Italics: Ophelia
Bold: Theodore
Italics underlined: Other
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"Hello-"
"Who is this?"
"Who is this?"
"My name's Ian Douglas; future unicorn badass of America."
"Yeah, and I'm a future-"
"Ian! Give me my phone this instant!"
"Shit! He's onto us!"
"Run, Ian!"
*running footsteps sounds*
"At least tell me who's on the phone!"
*more running footsteps sounds*
"Tell me, what is your name, 'Queen of ice cream'?"
"Ophelia."
"It's Ophelia!"
*gasp*
*tackling sound*
*thumping sounds*
"Sorry about that. My brother is an an annoying ass."
"Not!"
"I can relate with my brother."
"You have a brother? You never told me! I feel hurt."
"I don't usually tell strangers my life story."
"Stranger? Honestly, I'd rather you call me Severus Snape."
"Then I'll keep calling you a stranger."
"I wouldn't consider us strangers... more like, acquaintances."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night. Now where's my ice cream sandwich?"
"It's already on the way, my Queen."
*end call*
"Did he just say, 'his' Queen?!"
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Sweet Talk (a love story of phone calls)
RomanceShort story! *COMPLETED* Ophelia Jones is in the middle of a relationship crisis, and is now determined to mend her troubles at a local sweet shop. Cake Pop Shoppe. Theodore Douglas has worked in this sweet shop for a few years now, and feels...
