𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 // dave.east

𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 #24

2:36 PM

narnia jumped on her bed.

cause you didn't mean what you wrote in that songggg about meeee! 

she screamed on the top of her lungs.

she stopped and looked at herself in the camera.

you done?

dave furrowed his eyebrows with a slight smile on his face.

narnia hopped off her bed, sighing.

who we're you singing that song too?

dave asked, jokingly.

you. 

she tilted her head with a tight mocking smile on her face.

 dave's smile disappeared, as he flipped his middle finger up at her.

narnia laughed, grabbing her phone - and turning off the camera.

uh, ma'am. what do you think you're doing? turn it back on. 

dave immediately spoke.'

okayy, in a minute. i need to go use it, i'll be right back.

dave nodded, licking his lips.

aight, ma.

narnia placed her phone down, then headed out towards the bathroom.

meanwhile, dave decided he had a taste for toaster strudels. he hopped out of his bed, and out of his room - on his way down the stairs.

he sighed, as he opened the freezer door - he pulled out the box of toaster strudels, taking out three - and then placing the remaining back.

as he was getting ready to toast them, another notification popped up on his phone.

david! where are you?! you were suppose to be here an hour ago.

sent 11:24 AM

?

sent 12:51 PM

why can't i see your location? where are you? we still have a dinner to attend this evening!

sent 1:05 PM

this is absurd!

david!

answer you phone now! 

sent 1:34 PM

dave skimmed through the messages his father sent him. 

he knew his father was pissed off, and soon will be even more upset once he finds out he will not be attending that business meeting his oh so desperately wants dave to attend; but dave didn't care.