giovanni | vanadis
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"happy halloween—"
"i wanna talk with you every day."
she laughed at how he was so weird,
"but you're already talking with me every day."
"i don't think i can do that anymore."
she frowned,
"what?"
"coach has been... getting pretty rough on us now."
"oh, you're training?"
"it just started yesterday. a football match's nearing and we have to... focus."
"oh."
"tell me you're sad."
she smiled,
"why would I be?"
"because... i'll be gone in a few days."
"and?"
"and you won't get to talk to your favorite costumer in a few days."
she snorted,
"customer? you barely order ice cream!"
"favorite person, then."
"too cocky, aren't we?"
he smirked,
"you know it's true."
"hmm, i'm sad."
he grumbled,
"that's not even fucking near to sincere. tell me you'll miss me."
"you assuming idiot. i thought you're training? why are you calling me?"
"..."
she gagged jokingly,
"okay, fine. i'll miss you."
he chuckled,
"i didn't quite hear that. say it again?"
"you sneaky ass. i'll miss you."
"yeah?"
"just a bit, though."
he laughed, god she's irresistible,
"a'ight. i'll call you again... soon, okay?"
"o...kay."
"okay."
She laughed,
"okay, now i really think you should go away already."
"kiss me luck?"
"in your dreams, cambridge. good luck on your training, i know you'll do good! but don't get all too worked up, though. i know that sport is kind of rough and dirty so, um, take care? you should bring water and a towel, always. geez."
"okay, mom."
she giggled,
"put down the phone already."
"i'll miss you."
"yeah, whatever."
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