Saturday ~ 11:43 am
Stupidopotamus is calling…
Ethan:
"Hello, P-Pixie?"
Laurel:
"…"
Ethan:
"I called back… because of that voicemail…?"
Laurel:
"Yeah, well… you had drunk dialled my number yesterday. Well, technically today but yeah. You were drunk and um, you know… and uh, you weren't picking up my calls after you hung up on me, I guess?"
Ethan:
"Oh. Oh! Yeah… actually, my battery died so the call must have ended."
Laurel:
"Right! Of course!"
Ethan:
"Uh-huh and… what was that about me crying and stupido something?"
Laurel:
"Oh, you know, you were just being yourself. You were drunk and talking to me. Basically you were being stupid."
Ethan:
"What… what did I say?"
Laurel:
"Apart from the fact that you thought that my voice is and I quote, "beautyyy full" and that I am a baby pootato? You were giggling non-stop."
Ethan:
"I - geez, that's embarrassing and the worst thing is that I am kinda remembering it now. Urgh."
Laurel:
"Well serves you right, I guess."
Ethan:
"…"
Laurel:
"Where were you last night?"
Ethan:
"At my place. Theo and I went wild with all the drinks and stuff."
Laurel:
"Oh."
Ethan:
"Yeah."
Laurel:
"…"
Ethan:
"You were… worried about me?"
Laurel:
"Pfft, I don't remember saying that. Did I say that? I mean…"
Ethan:
"Yes, you did. In the voicemail."
Laurel:
"Then I was clearly sleep deprived. Yes, that was it. Right!"
Ethan:
"Laurel?"
Laurel:
"Don't begin your sentences with "Laurel". It's scary and it's never good!"
Ethan:
"Oh, God. Just say "yes", Pixie!"
Laurel:
"No, Bob. And that sounded like a yes to some marriage proposal, yikes! Why are you laughing? Stop laughing!"
Ethan:
"Laurel… it was not a "thought". I still think that you have a beautiful voice."
Laurel:
"Shut up. You - you really are a stupidopotamus."
Ethan:
"And you are an angropotamus."
Laurel:
"Oh, so you do remember."
Ethan:
"Kind of…"
Laurel:
"…"
Ethan:
"I missed this. I missed you."
Laurel:
"Believe it or not, Bob. My million dollar secret still rests because I missed you too."
Ethan:
"Coming from you, those words sound like I can finally breathe again. So… uh, let's continue our "Bob and Pixie" relationship?"
Laurel:
"Shut up, that sounds so lame but… okay, whatever."
Ethan:
"I believe that there was a yes in there somewhere, babe."
My Pixie <3 ended the call.
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What's Better Than E?
HumorA Dialogue Story Laurel Blair, a nineteen year old animation student in college, aspires to become a comic writer someday and so she decides to work on writing one in her notebook. However, she ends up losing it inside the airport while coming back...
