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there was something incredibly

interesting about being denied.


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"Hellooo. It's me again."


"I thought I told you not to call."


"I know, but, I'm a bit of a rebel. And I needed to ask you some questions."


"Why do you need to ask me some questions?"


"Honestly, I don't know. But you told me you didn't like Desperate Parallel's, and...I became interested. In why. And interested in the person, as well. In you."


"Hm. See, that's odd. Because I don't know you."


"No, but I'd like you to know me. And I think, strangely enough, I want to get to know you."


"Okay, well. I'm Ivy. I'm 22. I live a pretty normal life except for the fact that I get strange calls from men. One man, actually."


"Is that me? I have got to say that I am privileged to be the one strange man in your life. A strange man with strange questions, in fact. My first question: what's your favorite band then, if you don't like DP's?"


"DP's? Dr. Pepper's? I love Dr. Pepper."


"DESPERATE PARALLEL'S, IVY."


"Okay, okay, calm down! My favorite band is the 1975, hands down. Their music is beautiful."


"The 1975. A joke, right? Their music is so beautiful it leaves you crying at 5 PM instead of feeling happy with the windows down and the sun on your face."


"I never said they were everyone's cup of tea! I would ask you what your favorite band is, but from the way you fanboy over the same band my fourteen year old sister does, I'm going to assume the worst."


"Haha, you're hilarious. Just for that, I'm hanging up."


"Yeah, right."


"Hello?"

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