"Call the number, Bokuto." Kuroo orders, not even showing a slight sense of compassion towards his friend who examines the scruffy correction pen job. "Listen, I know I lost the bet, but isn't calling a phone number Tipp-Exxed onto a park lamppost a bit too much?" ****this story was made in 2020. I'm reposting it again because I'm proud of it for something I wrote 3 years ago, but please just bear this in mind that it's probably during my silly late teen era :) Start: 25/10/20 Finish: 22/11/20