A senior guy in Harvard is dared to pick a random number on his phone and talk to them every day for two weeks. Not knowing that he would be talking to the super sensitive, mouth vomiting, Santana-Daire. His childhood best friend he up and ditched...
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Santana-Daire/ Ryder Shaw
Jim's whore house. You got the dough, we got the hoe. How may I help you?
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Okay, you can stop laughing now,
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Are you okay? You sound like you're dying.
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You done?
Yeah, do you always answer calls like this?
Yes. On a regular basis, get used to it.
I don't think I can
Then we have a problem.
What if it wasn't me that was calling?
I'd still do it.
Interesting.... Can I ask you a question?
Go at it.
Where did you go? In Junior year?
I didn't think you'd notice.
......I'm not that heartless, Santana
I know that you wouldn't be reaching out to me if you were heartless.
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You still there? Did I say something wrong?
No, just got....distracted.
Okay, well, to answer your question I moved to London with Vincent.
I remember him.
Yeah.
Why'd you go with him?
Because,
Because why?
because I can,
Stop with the vague answers.
WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY? HUH?
I DON'T KNOW! The truth maybe?!
Fine! The reason I left was because I couldn't stand seeing you act like I was nothing Ryder! You were my best friend and you left me for no reason! What was it for huh? Popularity? Were you too scared to hang out with a little girl that wore glasses? Did I embarrass you? So to answer your question. The reason I left was because of you!
