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11:49 pm
"Hey".
"..."
"Uh- hello?"
"Woah..."
"I'm confused..."
"Well, honestly, I thought I'd never see the day where you'd call first!"
"And that's surprising..?"
"Hell yeah! I always call first!"
"Well, I can hang up if you want-"
"No, no, no! Let me just... bask in the moment".
"Whatever you say, doofus".
"Shh! We can continue our nightly banter later. I'm enjoying the thought of you calling first at this very moment so hush".
"Well, then. I'll just- yeah..."
"..."
"...*sigh*..."
"...basking in the moment..."
"Look, I actually have a reason for this call-"
"Hush! A few more seconds!"
"You're an idiot".
"I've been told".
"Anyway, so I've been thinking about your last voicemail".
"Mm hm".
"I agree".
"About what?"
"We've been talking for, like, a week and yet we know absolutely nothing about each other".
"And so you're suggesting we get to know each other right now, I presume?"
"Exactly".
"Alright then".
"Oh, and by the way, I'm completely flattered that you missed me".
"I-I didn't mi-miss you that much! Pfft! Barely noticed your absence!"
"Ri-ight. Considering the heart felt voicemail I received then I beg to differ".
"You're not letting me live that one down, are you".
"Nope".
"I've just dug my own grave".
"Yep".
"Well, we might as well start now".
"Great! You can start since I'm such a kind, amazing person".
"Wow! Kind, amazing and modest, too!"
"Indeed, I am. Such great qualities..."
"Right... well, first of all, I need to make sure that you're not a 50-year-old stalker with an abnormal cheese fetish".
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