"How's your ear?"
"It hurts."
"You're fine."
"I can't believe the girl I have a crush on is so mean to me."
"What?"
"What?"
"I heard you."
"No you didn't."
"Yes, I did."
"No, you didn't."
"Yeah, I kinda did."
"Well then..."
"Alrighty..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"You wanna hang out sometime?"
"What?"
"In real life, dipshit."
"Yes, I figured that out."
"Well isn't that fantastic. Now shut up. We could meet at the park?"
"Which one?"
"The one with the crappy water fountain."
"Oh! Yeah I know that one."
"Perfect. Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow."
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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*
