"It's been two months since I picked up the phone and heard you talking about your ex-girlfriend."
"Wow."
"I want cake now."
"French fries!"
"Brownies!"
"Pasta."
"Pizza."
"You're making me hungry."
"Then get food, idiot."
"That hurt."
"It's not like you haven't heard it before."
"Bye."
"Hey!"
"I want pizza."
"You're choosing pizza over me?"
"Yes."
"I'm offended, Kyle."
"Deal with it, Girl-Who's-Name-I-Still-Don't-Know."
"Enjoy your pizza, idiot."
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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...
