Matthew is bold. Chloe is regular font. Other is italics.
"Hello?"
"Hey Sexy Cinnamon. Did I wake you?"
"Kinda. I woke up earlier but I had a huge headache so I went back to sleep."
"How are you feeling?"
"Like I just got hit with a train."
"That's what happens when you drink alcohol."
"How did you know?"
"You drunk called me."
"Oh. Sorry."
"It's okay."
"Did I say anything bad?"
"No you called me Melissa which I think you was thinking you was calling her. Then you started talking about this jerk that went on a date with you for a bet. Then you started talking about something different. And you was going to tell me what happened at the mall."
"Oh. Was that all?"
"Yeah. So what happened."
"Umm. I got new clothes and new jewelry."
"Is that all?"
"Yeah."
"Why does it sound like you're not telling me everything?"
"I have no clue. But anyway."
"Chloe good morning."
"Please do not yell. I have a headache."
"My bad I forgot you was wild yesterday."
"I'm scared to ask what happened."
"Before I tell you. Here is some Advil."
"Thanks."
"So I found you in the back near the pool. On your knees throwing up in the bushes. When you were done I helped you to the car and then you started crying and stuff. I tried forcing you to get in the car but then you started yelling at me and stuff. Then you passed out."
"Oh god. Well I'm never drinking again."
"I doubt that."
"No I'm serious. Last time doing that."
"Sureee."
"Shut up."
"Who are you talking to? Wait no let me guess. Is it Mathew?"
"Yeah. And why you say his name like that?"
"You know why."
"No. Not that again."
"What is she talking about?"
"Nothing."
"Why is she laughing?"
"Because she's weird like that."
"I'm not weird."
"Yes you are. Now go do something."
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