Candid ✓

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dylan is bold underlined

zoe is italics

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"hel-"

"dylan! how is my favorite person doing?"

"you only called me once and this would be your second time. i don't see how i could be your favorite person?"

"whatever. you should be grateful because i don't just pick anyone to be my favorite."

"and you only call when you need something."

"what? i don't do that. i think you meant someone else does."

"i am one hundred percent sure i meant you, zoe."

"you are officially off my favorites list."

"yes! my prayer has been heard! bless!"

"and i thought i could ever call you my best friend."

"are you crying?"

"of course i am, you hurt me. you hurt me so bad, my heart is currently being shattered into a bajillion pieces."

"there is no such thing as bajillion."

"i am crying and that is all you think about?!"

"calm down. we don't want your tears to be spilling everywhere."

"..."

"oh no, did i upset you even more? i promise i didn't mean to."

"firstly, tears aren't some liquid in a glass that could spill. secondly, how do you even have friends? oh wait, you just lost one."

"does this call have a purpose?"

"look who is upset. i know that laughing and yawning are contagious not being upset."

"this is not funny!"

"you are right. it is hilarious."

"whatever."

"so i need your help."

"i knew it! you only call when you need something."

"glad to lighten the mood. aaron's last shift is tomorrow, right?"

"yeah, are planning to murder him?"

"wait, what am i doing? what if he doesn't want to meet me? oh my god, i shouldv'e asked him! shit!"

"i mean all he talks about is you, to the point where i get really sick that i have to look for a hiding spot. anyways, he really wants to meet you. what is the plan?"

"operation candid is back on. okay, so this is the plan..."