She cleared her throat stiffly. "What's up?"
"Hey." He replied just as stiff.
She cleared her throat again. "So, it's 1am."
"On Sunday." He added.
"Yes it is." Silence. "It is very much Sunday and 1am."
He rubbed the back of his neck. "You know, I have to lock up soon-"
"You're the only one there?"
"Just me."
"Do you have to lock up right now?"
"I mean I know it's says you close at 1am but what if you just close your doors at 1am and.." She trailed off getting lost in her own mess of words.
"And?" He urged.
"Um, not your mouth?"
"Close the doors and not my mouth?"
She hung up.
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