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"Hello?"
"Are you seriously calling at 12:30 in the morning?"
"Maybe..."
"I'm proud."
"Yeah. Whatevs. My cousin has destroyed any sleep I will ever have. Especially this week. WHY."
"Shhhh!"
"Oh shut up!"
"Who was that?"
"Fucking Peter from Narnia. It was my cousin, dipshit!"
"You're mean when you're tired."
"Shhhhh! I'm trying to sleep!"
"Oh yeah well then maybe you should go back in guest bedroom! Where you were suppose to sleep! BUT NO. YOU COME IN HERE AND RUIN MY NIGHT AND MORNING."
"Shhhh!"
"Nope. That's it. I'm done. GET OUT OF MY ROOM."
"But it's dark in my room."
"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I FUCKING CARE?! GET OUT."
"Fine."
"FINALLY. She's gone."
"I figured eventually you would yell her out of the room."
"AND I WILL YELL YOU OUT OF THIS PHONE."
"BLAIR. SHUT UP. IT'S 12:30 IN THE MORNING."
"Sorry mom!"
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I think Little_miss_nobuddy will understand the meaning of this chapter :)
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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*
