"Good day! This is Peridot's café. What—"
"Phire?"
"What would you like to order, our lovely customer?"
"Is this... Peridot?"
"Oh ,no! But I hope I was her. Not just me, nu-uh, everybody, everybody wants to be like her, and it would be better if I would be her. She's like... the epitome of beauty, y'know?”
“...”
“In these past few days, I was buying a lot of cosmetics for me. I was hoping to get as beautiful as her."
"How about Sapphire? Don't you think, she's beautiful?"
"Oh, she is! But, not as gorgeous as her sister. I pity her, she's getting compared to Peridot a lot by everyone... And... I feel guilty now."
"..."
"Hello?"
"I—uh, I'm looking for Sapphire."
"Oh, Sapph? She said she'd be back after atleast... an hour or two? Said she needed to get some fresh air. But I don't really think it was for a breath of fresh air. I mean, she got out of the café really fast."
"Fast? What do you mean fast?"
"She looked anxious. I was worried for a second that maybe she murdered someone and went to dispose the body, but it was just really me hoping I'm in one of the episodes of How To Get Away With Murder. Hahaha.”
“...”
“Sometimes, I can get a little over the top, exaggerating and the likes. One time, when my Dad took me to prison to visit my uncle, I thought he was going to kick my ass inside a cell. I was seven then."
"Uh-huh. Where'd she go?"
"Why are you asking so many questions? Who are you anyway?"
"Her... acquaintance."
"You're her friend?"
"Oh, she made it clear that we're not friends."
"Roger that, but she said that if someone calls on this hotline looking for her, she also made it clear not to call her on her phone. I wonder why."
"Tss."
"Who are you again?"
"I'm Harris. Tell her that."
"Oh, okay, Harry. I'm Greene."
*call ended*
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Short Story"This is Peridot's Café. What would you like to order?" "One can I be yours cake? And can you be mine too in a large cup?" "..." "..." *Call Ended* "Dang it!"