"Why are you calling me."
"Because I'm lonely."
"Well yeah 'cause it's FUCKING 2AM."
"I know."
"Why?! Why must you do this to me?!"
"I told you. I'm an insomniac."
"OH YEAH WELL I'M NOT. I need to sleep, Grey."
"Okay."
"C'mon Grey I need my sleep."
"Okay."
"I'm hanging up."
"Wait! No Bla-"
"..."
"Dammit."
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Dog Pound
Short StoryIn which a girl calls a dog pound and a boy needs a friend. *SEQUEL TO WRONG NUMBER* *written through calls* *contains swearing*
