Maybe Someday? || √
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Hey this is Adrian. I had a good time on our date today :)
:Me too! This is going to be such a cute story to tell our kids in the future!
OUR KIDS?
:Oh don't worry, we'll obviously have them after we get married.
WE'RE GONNA GET MARRIED?
:Yeah that's what people who're in love do!
WE ARE IN LOVE?
:What did you think that eye contact we had for 3 seconds meant?
You know what, you're right.
:What?
In fact let's get married tommorow!
:ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR DAMN MIND?
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Maybe getting fake-numbered isn't so bad after all.
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A short story written in dialogue/text form.
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Maybe someday? :)
:Maybe someday :)
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Highest ranks:
#1 in short story
#1 in dialogue
#3 in humor
#6 in teen fiction
#7 in young adult
#27 in love
#5 in funny
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