"Hello, milady."
"Hello to you too, m'lord."
"Hmm, I like that. But you can call me, Master...or maybe Daddy is much better."
"Ha-ha, very funny."
"Why can't you just flirt me back?"
"Because..."
"Just kidding. I don't wanna force you to do anything that you don't want to do. Anyway, what's up?"
"Thanks, Kaden. I'm good. Kaitlyn and I, er, we talked. I apologized to her and she forgave me."
"That's great, Effie! I knew she'll forgive you."
"Thank you, Kaden."
"For what?"
"For everything."
"*sigh* I wanna see you. So bad."
".........."
"Effie? Still there?"
"Y-yeah. You wanna see me?"
"Of course. Like all the damn time. Hearing your voice was never enough. So, when can I see you?"
"Hmm, soon. I don't think I'm ready yet."
"Oh, come on. We've been talking for like, two months already. Isn't it that enough?"
"I promise, Kaden you'll meet me. But not now. I'll think about it."
"Fine. Just don't think too long. I'm not really that patient."
"Okay! I have to hung up. I'm going somewhere with my friend."
"Sure. Me too. Talk to you tomorrow."
"Bye, Kaden the maiden."
"Bye, pretty Effie."
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