❝ she talks in a slow, soft voice,
full of greenery and wonder. ❞
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"Hello-"
"WOW, IS THIS TWISTER XM? I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU ANSWERED, BUT I KNOW TODAY'S TRIVIA QUESTION. THE ANSWER IS-"
"You have the wrong number, pal."
"...What?"
"I'd ask what the answer is since I'm currently listening to the same radio station, but I forgot the number already, and we both know that I can't ask you."
"And why is that?"
"Because you got the number wrong, obviously. But if the answer is that you've now had the delight of meeting me, then I guess you got it right."
"..."
"Is that...sniffling, I hear?"
"NO. I have allergies, of course."
"Right. Of course. There's absolutely no way you're sniffling over the depression of having the answer but being an idiot and dialing the wrong number."
"It's just - well - I could've won! I mean, two tickets to the Desperate Parallel's concert? That would've been the perfect birthday gift for my little sister!"
"You're telling me you wouldn't of used the tickets for yourself?"
"Of course not. I would never allow myself to hear such agonizing music."
"Huh. What a strange comment. Do you trust me?"
"Are you crazy? We've only been talking for...let me see...about a minute."
"So that's a yes?"
"Like I said, are you crazy?"
"I'm not the crazy one here. I mean, doesn't everyone trust someone after a minute and a half? And anyways, you're the crazy one. You dialed the wrong number and ended up meeting me. That's crazy."
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Short Story𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. - "Why Desperate Parallel's? Why that name?" "It means an intense ache for a different world. Someplace new, different, and far, far away from here." "Another galaxy." "Yes, and I thought that's what I wanted. A new w...
