=5:02pm, 4th of February, 2016=
[Naya puts the phone to her ear, groggily.]
"Naya, wake up."
"Ughhhhhh. Not again! Please just let me sleep five more fucking minutes."
"I'd appreciate the absence of such profanity so early in the morning. It ruins my mood, Naya."
"Stop it!"
"Whatever do you wish for me to stop, Naya?"
"Calling my name!"
"Why? Do you like it?"
[The call ends]
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Clinomania
Short StoryShort story with tablespoons of romance, teaspoons of comedy and pinches of drama. highest @ #12, thank you for all the love - "Who the fuck is this? It's five in the morning!" "What a rude salutation. This is Silas and I'm supposed to wake you up...
