darcy | colering ring ring
“hey, darcy. still busy?”
“hmm, no. not anymore.”
“can i ask what you were doing?”
“can i stop you?”
“no, not really.”
“i was helping my mom with something.”
“really?”
“nothing better to do.”
“cool.”
“yup.”
“you don’t have many friends, do you? i only ask because you aren’t very good at this.”
“well, you would be correct.”
“why not?”
“can people really choose whether or not to have friends?”
“maybe.”
“if i had to choose between my loneliness and the people at my school, i would choose to be lonely for the rest of my life.”
“are they all that bad?”
“how should i know?”
“this is the part where you hang up, isn't it?”
“do you really have to ask?”
