*Texting mich*
Did u no that everyone cs the same stars all over the world?
Pretty sure u did.
Did u no that many people tends to buy from McDonald's because it's fast and cheap?
Pretty sure u did.
Did u no that everyone knows when someone texts them, they just don't look at it the send one its sent to make it seem as though they weren't waiting for that one text?
Pretty sure u did.
Did u no that I'm losing my mind because u hunt sent a single word, letter, number, punctuation to me?
Bet u did.
Y r u doing this to me?
Is it because u think I deserve this?
Y would I deserve this?
It's been two months, Mickey.
And u haven't been looking at my messages again.
If u don't read my messages in the next five minutes I'll call u.
Yup, Imma do just dat.
And I'm not bluffing.
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Ok. I'm calling u.
*Calling mich at 3:23 am*
"Hello? Who is this?"
"It's me, Loretta, remember?"
"Oh, Loretta. Hi. Why'd u call?"
"Because you haven't been looking at my messages, and you haven't even texted me once the past two and a half months."
"Why do you care? Shouldn't you be snuggling with your boyfriend?"
"And why would I do that?"
"Because he's your boyfriend, for crying out loud!"
"What if I don't wanna snuggle with him? He smells like fish when he sweats you know."
"Then tell him to shower and then snuggle with him!"
"Have you been avoiding me the past few months? Have you been ignoring me?"
"Go away, I'm busy."
"So you were. I'm hurt. Question. Why have you been ignoring me? What have I done?"
"You lied. You lied and didn't bother to tell me, you made me—"
"I made you what?"
"You made me get hurt."
"That's the thing, buddy. I didn't do anything. If anything, you did something."
"I did something! I did something! If I did something, don't you think I would've blamed myself, instead of you!?"
"How would I know? It's not like I know you personally. And you don't know me personally. You don't even know me."
"Lies, I know you. You're Aubrey's best friend, and theoretically speaking, sister."
"Huh, you think you've got it all figured out, hmm?"
"Oh I did alright."
"You think you're so smart?"
"I am, smarter than your pea-sized brain."
"You think you know me...well you don't! You don't know the first thing about me! You don't know what I do to make me happy. You don't know what drives me to wake up everyday. You don't know what I've been through! So don't you dare say you know me!"
"Nice try, Lottie. You think playing the boohoo I'm such a sad and loner card will work on me? How dumb do you think I am? I'm done with you, I'm done talking to you. Goodbye, Loretta."
"Seriously? You're accusing me of trying to trick you? How could you!"
*Call ended at 3:40 am*
"How could you...I was just trying to let you in."
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Calls From The Toilet [DISCONTINUED]
Short StoryIn which a girl gets dared to call a random number and that person on the other line happens to be a constipated boy. (Told through texts and messages with the occasional [kinda] actual chapters) [Start: June 23, 2017] [End: N/A]