Bold: Liam
Normal: Ivy
- Incoming Call -
11:15 AM
Unknown Number
"Hey it's Liam."
"LIAMMMMM MY BRO!"
"Hey James."
"What up dude?"
"Nothing much."
"Sounds boring not gonna lie."
"It truly is, anyway..."
"Go on..."
"What's your name? you know mine it's only fair for you to tell me yours."
"How about we play a game, it's called 'guess the girl who works at subway and has a pet turtle who has a real cute name, game!' oh my tacos that last part rhymed, go me!"
"I'm currently dragging a hand down my face..."
"And I'm currently patting my back to congratulate myself on my sick rhyming skills, anyway, basically i'll give you a clue and based on that clue you have to try and guess my name, i'll try to start easy on you at first but no promises you will be able to guess it."
"Alright lets play but before we do I think it's best for you to know that I'm highly competitive."
"So am I dear Liam, so am I."
"Bring it."
"As you wish, clue number uno, poison."
"Poison?"
"Poison."
"...Poison."
"Yes Liam, poison."
"Should I be worried?"
"Of course not!"
"Hmmm okay..."
"Well, i'll go now, call back tomorrow for clue number dos! ciao!"
"Okay, cya Poison."
Beep Beep Beep
- Call Ended -
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Short StoryLiam accidentally calls a young, annoying, fast-talking, positive girl at work. Intrigued by this girl and slightly guilty for his rude first impression, he continues to call. Can this newly formed friendship lead to something more? and what happens...
