𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙪𝙥

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quackity scrolled quickly through his contacts searching for your name. he probably shouldn't call you right after he left your house but he couldn't stop thinking about what he should've done.

he'd wanted to kiss you so so badly, but in the end he chickened out of it. now, he's regretting it.

quackity has no what he's going to say when he calls, but he just wants to see you somehow.

he finds your name and hits the call button, holding the phone up to his ear to hear the ringing.

"hello?"

your voice filled his ears, making him smile to himself fondly.

"hey," he cleared his throat, trying to come up with an excuse, "i actually think i forgot something back at your place,"

he heard you shuffling on the other end, "oh? what is it, i can take it to you,"

"i can go back,"

you giggled, "okay, but what is it so i can have it ready,"

he stayed silent, contemplating on what to say next.

"quackity?"

"yeah, sorry, i'm still here,"

"sooo? what is it or did you just wanna annoy me?" you teased him, he could practically hear the grin on your face.

quackity hummed, "nothing big, i just forgot to kiss you,"

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