After Midnight ✔️
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"HEEEELLLLLOOOO!"
"Um... Hi?"
"Wow! You actually answered, so that means you aren't kissing anyone right?"
"Um, I'm sorry but who's calling?"
"I'm Midnight!"
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One socially awkward boy ends up talking to an overly-bubbly girl who only calls after midnight.
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