[SAGE] - Chapter One - Touche

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Unknown Number: WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU AMANDA

Sage: In my room. At home. Crying.

Unknown Number: ...You aren't Mandy.

Sage: No shit Sherlock.

Unknown Number: sorry to bother you.

Sage: It's fine. I get this shit all the time.

Unknown Number: No need to be rude about it.

Sage: I'm not a people person.

Unknown Number: I can tell.

Sage: Don't be rude.

Unknown Number: Look who's talking.

Sage: Touche. Can I get a name?

Unknown Number: Daria

Sage: Unique.

Unknown Number: Fuck off.

Sage: No can do. I'm Sage.

Unknown Number: Unique.

Sage: Not really-

Unknown Number: Shut the fuck up.

Sage: Don't tell me what to do.

Unknown Number: So how can I trust that you aren't a creepy old dude catfishing me?

Sage: You can't.

Unknown Number: Touche.

Sage: If you thought I was some random old guy, would you still be talking to me?

Unknown Number: Touche.

Sage: You sure do love that word.

Unknown Number: It sounds cool

Sage: I guess.

Unknown Number: I have to get to work. Talk to you later?

Sage: Talk to you later Daria.

Unknown Number: Right back at you Sage.

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