"Never eat ingredients you can't pronounce. Except quinoa, you should eat quinoa."
"Hey Nathan."
"Hey Potterhead. You okay? You don't sound well."
"Maybe that's cause I'm not, I caught the flu."
"Oh, that sucks."
"Tell me about it."
"Um Potterhead?"
"Yeah?"
"Why do you keep calling?"
"Well, I just, I really like the sound of your voice, a-and you really listen. I l-like you Nathan boy."
"Wait, what? Really? Hey, why are you laughing?"
"Oh my god! I can't believe you fell for that. No, I call because I get bored."
"Oh, so that's why don't you just come to the cafe?"
"Well I'm sick."
"Fair enough. Well, I gotta go. My boss thinks you are one of my friends."
"So we aren't friends?"
"Oh no! I didn't mean it like that. I meant it more like, he thinks your a friend I can talk to everyday. Whereas you, are an accidental friend, one I can only talk to through this phone."
"That was quite a lengthy explanation Nate."
"Nate? You just figured out my name on our last phone call and now you have a nickname for me? I haven't even figured out your name yet."
"Yep, and it's going to stay that way as long as I want."
"Of course it will, now I do actually have to go but I'll call you back later, okay?"
"You don't know my number Nate."
"Right, um, call the cafe back later and give me your number?"
"Sure, bye Nate."
"Bye Potter."
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Call Back
Short Story"Hey I was wondering about that call back, I did the audition two months ago and never heard anything." "Uh I think you might have the wrong number, this is MarieBette Café." ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ A dialogue story
