"Um. . ." Narnia twisted her lips to the side, as she stared down at her phone.
INCOMING CALL
800-768-1267
CHIPSS 🌕✨
Dave's number repeatedly flashes in her face.
Until it finally stops.
A moment later, he messaged her again.
chipss 🌕✨
why you aint answer boo?
Sent 8:59 pm
Me
huh?
i was using the toilet.
Sent 9:02 pm
Read 9:02 pm
chipss 🌕✨
😑
Sent 9:03 pm
Me
😃
Sent 9:03 pm
Read 9:04 pm
chipss 🌕✨
answer, aight?
Sent 9:05 pm
Read 9:06 pm
Narnia read the message, but didn't bother to text back.
She just looked at the message, knowing he was about to call.
Even though she has talked to people online, via text, she has never called anyone.
Just as she predicted, Dave's number popped up.
She took a deep breath.
Her heart pounding out her chest, not so sure why.
All kind of questions racing throughout her mind.
Nevertheless, she swiped right – she didn't press decline.
Narnia slowly held the phone onto her ear, she waited for a voice to speak up.
But, she didn't.
So, she spoke first.
Hello?
She waited anxiously for a reply back.
Wassup, babygirl?
Narnia was surprised by the sound of his voice. She never heard anything like his.
Him calling her 'babygirl', and the way his voice followed after it – made Narnia's stomach flip.
Hey, Dave.
It took you a minute to say something, you good?
I'm fine. How are you?
I'm good mama. Whatchu doing?
Not much really. I'm just laying down. What are you doing?
Work.
Are you a drug dealer?
Dave busted out laughing.
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𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 // dave.east
FanfictionNarnia is a lot of things, sensitive, naive, stubborn, shy, sassy, funny, and overall always hungry. Abused in her household, she seeks out friendship in every way possible. Ultimately, receiving little to no .good attention. However, what happen...
