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"Loser"

"Well hello to you too, abusive bitch"

"Hey yourself, dumbfuvk moron. Let's play a game"

"Slow your tongue, sassy ass. what game you talking about?"

"You wanna know my name?"

"You know, I do"

""Win this game and I shall tell you"

"What do you think of your name? A lottery price?"

"Nah,  it's just that a desperate guy or man or a monkey(god knows what you are)  was dying to know my name last night"

"Hey, I only thought it'd be good to know each others name since we talk almost everyday"

"Whatever you say"

"So what's the game?"

"Do you think my name's a lottery price? I'm not doing this anymore"

"This is so not fair. You can't do this to me. I take back what I said"

"Nope, nada. I'm not playing. No more"

"Go trip over a knife, tease queen"

"Nighty night. Sleep on top of a cactus, alright?

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Beep. Beep.
Call ended.

Song at the top: my boy my Billie Eilish

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