You're never on.
I'm never on.
We never talk.
We should work at Hideway together!!
We talk at lunch.
Well.. I talk.. and I ate your grapes today.
Sorry.
They were good grapes.
You don't talk. You only listen.
And I don't say good things.
Sorry I slammed my phone.
And hit you with it.
ANNNND I'm sorry for eating your grapes.
But you've eaten sooooooo many of my cookies! And how many milks?! You're lucky I can't drink milk, child.
Anyways, you should come over.
The Big Bang Theory is on. I don't like this show.
Also, did you talk to Kenyon yet? I'm gonna go now...
Love ya, Mate!