PHONE CALL
*torsdag*
[chris + mariane ]
INCOMING CALL FROM
Chris Schistad
"Halla."
"hei."
"You've seen
the comments then?
on my post?"
"Yup,
you handled it well."
"I ignored them?"
"That's the point.
Wanna keep the focus
on this?
Don't let anyone know.
Are we friends or are we
'passionate lovers'?
The world may never know."
"Plot twist:
we're neither."
"Fy Faen, Mar."
"Don't you
just adore me?"
"You have no clue."
"I was kidding."
"So was I- maybe."
"Okay, you
can stop being such
a føkkboy now.
it's only seven thirty.
save that shit for nissen."
"So you're still not
going to talk to
me at school then?"
"Nope. Not even
going to notice
your presence
Whatsoever.
that's the name
of the game though,
isn't it?
keep people guessing."
"Well,
I'll see you there
soon anyways,
bye Mar."
"I look forward
to your cheesy
ass dramatic
entrance of the day.
goodbye Chris."
PHONECALL HAS ENDED
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