"hey ryker!"
"oh hey rory,"
"i have a favor to ask you," nervously bites lip
raises eyebrows "shoot"
"this number... keeps messaging me."
"your little secret admire?"
"he's not." pause "or she, whoever this is- is not an admirer"
"and you want me to find out who?"
"yes!" grins
rolls eyes and sighs "fine"
"awesome! cool! thank you! you're the best" kisses cheek and scurries off
sighs, rubbing chin "yeah"
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Anonymous
Short StoryWhere a girl receives messages from an anonymous passerby who wants to show her the world. © tilmorning. 2013