*Ring Ring*
Hello Sweetheart.
Hello idiot.
Idiot? No lost boy?
It's getting a bit repetitive don't you think?
*mumbling*
Lost boy?
Yeah sorry it's umm getting.........repetitive.
I-
Look I got to go.
Oh ok.
Bye.
CALL ENDED
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