giovanni | vanadis
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"hi, this is i scream ice cream delivery—"
"let's play twenty questions."
"oh wow, getting to know me now, huh?"
"yeah, sure. i'd like to get to know what flavor of condom you keep in your—"
she laughed out loud.
"that's illegal! you don't turn my joke back on me!"
"but i'm genuinely curious what flavor of con—"
"for the bajillionth time, i don't keep condoms in my wallet! now you, on the other hand, are questionable..."
"i don't keep them in my wallet. i keep them in my car's glove compartment..."
"you know what, i could have lived without that information."
he grinned.
"so, twenty questions?"
"can we play this or that instead? i feel like it's more fun or something."
"as you wish, ma'am."
"ha ha. you first."
"no, ladies first."
"oh so you're a gentleman, huh?"
he shrugged proudly.
"always, ma'am."
"well, your habit of saying fuck says otherwise."
"tease me again and i'll call you feisty. for real."
"for real? eh."
"you're tempting me, feisty."
"but you love me so you're gonna stop calling me feisty."
"..."
"ain't i right! loserrr!"
he chuckled,
"nah. i just let you win this time."
"whatever. coffee or tea?"
"coffee."
"what kind of coffee?"
"so you're mixing this or that and twenty questions now?"
"let's add a little bit of spice, shall we."
"black coffee. pure."
"so that's why you're so bitter."
"ha ha ha. three laughs for that. try harder, van. books or movies?"
"for some reason, i get so drowsy whenever i sit down and try to read a book. so, movies. football or basketball?"
"are you seriously asking me that? of course, football."
"oopsies, i almost forgot i'm talking to a star quarterback!"
he snorted.
"call or text?"
"text. spicy or mild?"
"text? so you don't like when i call you?"
"it's not that i don't like this. but i just prefer texting. it's just, well, it's kind of awkward and i know my voice is squeaky and disgusting over the phone."
"you sound just fine to me."
she rolled her eyes.
"yeah, yeah. you could be lying for all i know."
"i bet the whole world would stop just to hear you talk."
"did giovanni the great just compliment me? i'm flattered."
"i am serious."
"..."
"i really am."
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The I Scream Talk ✓
Short Storyin which a famous football quarterback decided to break up with his girlfriend over the phone. the girl who answered wasn't his girlfriend. • "Hi, this is-" "I want a fucking girlfriend." "..." "..." "Well, as far as I can remember, I'm not an escor...
