"Hey."
"Wrong number again, Kyle."
"No, I meant to call you."
"Well, I don't want to talk to you."
"That hurt, stranger."
"I don't care, Kyle."
"..."
"..."
"So, what's your name?"
"Why do you need to know?"
"Why not?"
"A name's just a word."
"If you won't give me your name, then I get to name you myself."
"Um......"
"How about Brit, short for Brittney?"
"How 'bout no."
"Karen? Amanda? Tiffany? Grace?"
"I'm going to hang up on you."
"Natalie? Ooh! What about-"
"I'm hanging up now."
"Wait!"
"..."
"And she is gone."
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Short Story"Who for f*cks sake calls at four thirty in the morning?" "I do." "Kyle, you are a dead man." "I know, but I had a question that couldn't wait." "..." "Miranda, you still there?" "I'm waiting." "Ah, what's your favorite food?" "You've got to be f*ck...
