Kati | Italics
Marissa | Normal
Teal | Bold
"you're beautiful."
"you're the funniest person I've ever met."
"our conversations make me happy."
"i know who-"
Kati sat on the foot of Marissa's bed, replaying the recording Mari had gotten on her phone. "He knows who I am??"
Marissa nodded lazily, not taking her eyes off her gameboy. "Well.. do you know who he is?" Marissa shrugged, shovelling a spoon of ice cream into her mouth.
"MARISSA. Do you?" Marissa chuckled, nodding, before jumping up onto her feet and screaming blue murder at her tv set. (Clearly, she had lost a game of Mario Kart. Everyone knew how intense that game was. You'd think Marissa would play Assassin's creed or something. But no, Mario Kart was the way to go.)
Mari turned. "Sorry about that, button. Yes, the idiot knows who you are."
"But how?? Do I know him in real life?" Mari looked up at the ceiling, thinking.
"You've never gotten to know him in real life." Kati pouted. "Are you not gonna tell me who he is?"
Marissa chuckled. "C'mere, button." Kati pouted, slouching against her best friend. Mari stroked her hair, smiling. "You wanna get something to drink?" Kati nodded, standing and smirking.
"He thinks I'm beautiful, huh? He isn't wrong." She flipped her hair, flashing Mari with a proud and sassy smile.
Marissa laughed, following her out the door. "Of course he thinks you're cute. Who wouldn't think you are?"
...
Her name was Marissa. She was bisexual.
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R i d e | a dialogue story
Short Story"Call you later, princess?" "Since when has this become a regular thing?" "Ever since you called me, hermosa." "W-what, do you even know what that means-" [Call Disconnected] "Yes, I do, in fact. Beautiful. It means beautiful." ♥︎ [#42 in dialogue]
