Oh my god, Amy. Are you crying?
Go away!
Why are you crying?
I said go away, Aaron.
I'll leave if you tell me the reason you're crying?
Some douchebag left my cat unattended and he ran away.
What? The douchebag ran after leaving your cat unattended?
No. My cat ran because the douchebag left him unattended, genius.
Wait. Do you, by any means, are you referring to me?
No. I'm referring to the 50 year old lady who lives across..
Oh. So, you are talking about me.
Thanks for stating the obvious.
Uh...
You won't even apologize.
Why should I apologize, again?
Because you made my cat run away. My father bought me Jen when I was 11. He's been with me for 9 years now. I used to play with him alot. I miss him.
I'm sorry, Amy. I didn't know. Please, don't cry.
...
Hey, I'll find her. I'll find your cat. Just stop crying, please?
For the umpteenth time, Aaron, it's him.
Yeah. Him. We'll find him.
Really?
Yeah.
Thanks, Aaron.
You're welcome, Amy.
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Heck. Aaron's thick skull just won't get it's a male cat. Huh!
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Neighbours - A dialogue story
Short Story[Completed] Recently, Amy has bought and moved in a new apartment. Everything is so perfect and according to her taste. Well, except..... A PAIN IN THE ASS ANNOYINGLY COCKY NEIGHBOUR WHOSE FRICKING OBSESSED WITH TAYLOR SWIFT! Amy's words, not mine.
