Wrong Number | Jack Avery ✓ ; jra

"Dibs!"

Him | Her
Daniel|Zach|Corbyn
Jonah | EVERYONE

"Champagne speaking, what can I do you for?"

"Hey."

"Who's this?"

"U-um. The guy from yesterday."

"Oh you mean the asshat that gave me a headache? How are ya hun? Is your man period over?"

"I-I yeah. Yeah, I'm really sorry about yesterday, Champagne. I was just really stressed out."

"Yeah, not to mention the fact that you blamed me- a complete innocent stranger for your friend's disappearance!"

"I'm sorry for that too. Turns out he was just fashionably late."

"Hmm. Fashionably late, huh? Finally, a guy who makes an effort dressing up- definitely my type."

"...okay?"

"Yeah. His name is Daniel, right?"

"Yeah."

"And whats yours?"

"Um. I'm not telling, Champagne. You could be a stalker for all I know."

"Coming from the guy that wrong dialed me- thats rich. Oh and by the way, my name isn't Champagne."

"Wha-"

-call ended-

"-t? Dammit."

"Your girlfriend hung up on you? HAHAHAHA Looks like there's trouble in paradise!"

"Pfft. She's not my girlfriend. So piss off Dan."

"Ooh. Can I call dibs?!"

"Dafuq is happening here? Y'all are noisy I'm phoning my girlfriend at the moment."

"Sorry Corbs."

"Who's calling dibs?"

"Shut up Zach!"

"No YOU shut up, baby!"

"I WANNA CALL DIBS TOO!"

"SHUT UP JONAH!"