Incoming Call
Goofball
5 : 32 pm
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"What's up, annoying dude?"
"I would like to have a conversation with Avalon, please."
"Dream on."
"I actually did have a conversation with her."
"And you're telling me this... 'cause?"
"Maybe you would care to listen?"
"I immensely would not."
"Please?"
"Nope, why would I even care to listen? I'm just a teenage girl you don't even know. Also, don't you have friends who can help you with that?"
"Because I think you're kinda nice? And, no. I don't have friends to help me with that. Did those answer your questions?"
"First of all, I am nice. Second, sure. I'll listen to your sappy stories. Third, they did answered my questions. Lastly, who's Avalon?"
"Oh, Avalon Thatcher. She's my well, ex-girlfriend. I don't even know why she broke up with me."
"Wow, and you still like her?"
"You'll try everything to pick up all the shattered pieces of a failed relationship... So my answer is no. I don't like her, Grasshopper. I love her."
"You're so fuckin' sweet."
"Haha. Thanks, the thought of her changes me."
"Wait, do you mean Avalon Thatcher... a tall green-eyed blonde?"
"Yes, you know her?"
"I gotta go..."
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Call Ended
5 : 34 pm
"She, hanging up, is starting to annoy me."
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