Sweet Talk (a love story of phone calls)

five - official friends

Italics: Ophelia
Bold: Theodore
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"Whoever this is, it better be important!"

"I'd like to think of myself as someone important."

"Oh, it's you."

"Nice to see you too!"

"Why exactly have you called me? Shouldn't you be at work?"

"Shouldn't you be at school?"

"..."

"..."

"...Go on."

"I called because I've been given a day off at work, and I'm extremely bored."

"Well... don't you have other friends?"

"Is now not a good time for you? I could hang up if-"

"No! No no, don't hang up. I'm just surprised that you decided to call your meer acquaintance, rather than one of your friends."

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but it almost sounded like you want to talk to me too. Am I wrong?"

"..."

"..."

"...You're not wrong."

"Good. That would've been embarrassing. Anyways, I figured that since we're only acquaintances, we could become friends."

"And how shall we officially become friends, Mr. Expert?"

"We play 20 questions. Its where you and someone else-"

"-I know what it is."

"Great! I'll start. Favorite color?"

"Very creative question. And it's green. Yours?"

"Red. Cats or dogs?"

"Definitely dogs. How many siblings do you have?"

"Just one; Ian. How old are you?"

"Interesting. I'm 16. How old are you?"

"Thank God I'm not talking to some old pervert. I'm 16 too."

"What's your name?"

"Theodore Douglas. I'll ask you one more question, and then we can continue tomorrow. What do you look like?"

"...I'll send you a picture of me if you send one of you."

"Deal."

I sent him this picture:

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Are you still there?"

"..."

"Theodore?"

"Holy hot damn."

"Uh... what does that even mean?"

I sent her this picture:

"..."

"...Are you okay?"

"..."

"Ophelia?"

"Holy hot damn."

"..."

"You there?"

"I'm blushing profusely."

"And why is that?"

"A gorgeous- no, beyond gorgeous girl my age just called me hot."

"..."

"..."

"Thank you."

"So, we're officially friends now, right?"

"Indeed."

*end call*