𝑵𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 -𝕸𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖚𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖘-

twenty seven

Phone call

Sophia Rae
George Andrews

Hi, Andrews.

Hey, I can't really talk right now.

If you are genuinely busy, I'll hang up. But if you're just avoiding me, that's what I want to talk about.

*silence*

You there?

*sighs*
Go on, then

Okay, let me start with what the hell is going on, George? Like seriously. Did I do something or what?

"It's nothing, Sophia, I'm just in a bad mood.

Yeah, you are. With me exclusively.

What do you want me to say?

I don't know. Give me an explanation, maybe. Like, I thought we were fine.

We are.

No we are not. You didn't say a single word to me for a whole month, George! This is the first time you don't send me to voice mail. What happened? Did I really freak you out that much?

What you talking about?

The guys told me about you being scared of me wanting to be official, but like, really? I didn't ask you to marry me, man.

It's not like that.

We were going out on dates and shit, and out of nowhere you ditched me.

I just needed some time, that's it.

Time from fucking what, George? I really liked you and I thought you liked me too. I-
*pause*
I can't be that annoying.

You aren't, jesus. You are not. I swear.

Then why did you cut me off?

...I don't want anything right now.

That is fine.

Don't be like that.

I'm not being anything. You can do want you want. I just think you could have told me sooner. Instead of letting me think I had a chance or whatever.

I saw Simon's post, you don't look too lonely.

*silence*
Fuck you.

Sophia Rae hung up