11:05 pm
"Hello-"
"One, what's with the voicemail? We'll begin with that".
"It's just..."
"Just, what?"
"Well- I..."
"Say it!"
"God damn you! Can't a girl be embarassed!"
"What on earth would you be embarassed for? What are you talkin' about?"
"I called you ,drunk , Reece! Drunk. I'm stupid when I'm drunk!"
"Nope. According to you, you were 'tipsy' ".
"Shut it!"
"And anyway, you were... cute".
"...really-"
"...I'M SORRY. THAT MUST'VE BEEN THE BIGGEST LIE I'VE EVER TOLD!"
"Alright! Stop laughing!"
"B-but you were d-definitely silly".
"Again, I was drunk. Don't believe a single thing my intoxicated self said, whatever it was".
"And I just wasn't in the mood..."
"When are you ever?"
"I do not appreciate your sarcasm".
"You never do".
"Nobody really does. I'm just one of many, Reece".
"It seems you're always in the mood to insult me, though".
"Oh, yes. A definite highlight of the whole day".
"Anyway, there are more important matters to discuss!"
"What? Your lack of humour?"
"No. There's a time and place for that, child. Just not now.
So number two, Elle".
"Don't call me that name".
"What? Why? Isn't that your name?"
"Well, not exactly. My name's Eleanora. Weird, I know".
"Okay, go on".
"Most people and my friends call me Ellie, for short. So not many people...
My mum calls me Elle. I don't like it, I'd rather you call me-"
"-Nora".
"What? No! Nobody calls me that! I don't like it. At all."
"Exactly. I wanna be the only one who does".
"If you wanna be special then fine! I just...the name itself doesn't sound... right".
"I guess I'll just have to convince you, then".
"Ha! Good luck with that!"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Y'know I wish you'd have found my name under better circumstances, but I guess what's done is done, so..."
"Me too. But at least we're even now, huh, Nora?"
"You bet'cha, Reece".
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@HeyItsLibby you are funny.
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