"Uhh-"
"Yah! Can you stop doing that? If you like him then face him on your own. This idea of yours is so crooked, and stop using me as the middle man. There is a limit to which you can drag the word 'wingman'. The next person who calls me thinking I'm a whore is going to be banging on your door for those favors. I'm freaking serious!"
"Hello to you too."
"Oh my god! No!"
"Yes?"
"No!"
"Ok, no."
"Why didn't you tell me it was you?"
"There weren't any pauses where I could interject."
"I'm gonna swim in that river down south."
"Since you don't know how to swim, I'm guessing you wish to drown?"
"How did you know that?!"
"I know who you are..."
"I don't go around declaring my inabilities."
"Maybe you do."
"I don't."
"Ok, you don't."
"What was the plop in the background?"
"I tried to tell you but you refused to listen."
"Are you pooping? Why did you take your phone to the toilet?"
"It's called multi-tasking and saving time."
"Hang up... "
"Ok, Byeeee!"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Agh... fine."
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Sowwy but not all conversations are long...
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Postcard || Call-fic || kth
FanfictionTaehyung, a lonely freshman receives a postcard reading 'call me for the time of your life.' So he does just that. One small snag... it isn't addressed to him... but who cares.
