Bold: Liam
Normal: Ivy
- Incoming Call -
12:05 AM
Poison
"Hel-"
"OH EM GEE! LIAM I'M SO GALD YOU CALLED, I NEED YOUR HELP!"
"Poison? are you okay? what's wrong?"
"Do you know the ways of 'the english language?'"
"I-what?"
"Do you, Liam whatever-your-last-name-is, know the ways of the english language?"
"No, I don't, I've just been casually communicating via the words of the Italian language."
"Your sarcasm is not appreciated in this time of crisis but... oh goodie! you're accustomed to the ways of the english language, great, so I need your help."
"What with?"
"This thing called an essay..."
"Ew essays."
"My thoughts exactly my good friend."
"Well, what do you need help with?"
"Um, everything... duh."
"What's the topic?"
"Um, english? jeez you really don't pay attention now, do you?"
"You're hopeless I swear."
"Look who's talking and also swearing is bad."
"Poison, just find out the topic and any relevant information to get you started then I'll help you from there, okay?"
"Gotchua loud and clear partner."
"Okay... well bye."
"Goodbye fellow comrade, catch you on the flip side."
Beep Beep Beep
- Call Ended -
"Well... that was interesting."
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It's 1:30 in the morning and I have work early tomorrow... actually today, that's more fitting seeing as it's, well today and I cries so yep lol enjoy another chapter y'all.
peace out bros
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Short StoryLiam accidentally calls a young, annoying, fast-talking, positive girl at work. Intrigued by this girl and slightly guilty for his rude first impression, he continues to call. Can this newly formed friendship lead to something more? and what happens...
