Status: COMPLETE ✓
A dialogue story.
In which a boy dials the wrong number. That leads to a series of daily conversations.
Hailey Dawson enjoys her sleep but a phone call in the middle of the night sparks more than just her nerves.
Archer Valdez jus...
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INCOMING CALL... UNKNOWN
"Hel-"
"MOM!"
"Excuse me?"
"Mom, come on. Please come get me. I'm ti-"
"Excuse me sir? Do I sound like your mother? You have the wrong number buddy."
"What? Who are you? I dialled her number. What are you doing with my mom's phone?"
"Who am I? First of all If memory serves me right, you sir called my number. And secondly, I am certainly not your mother!"
"No need to yell. I am not deaf. And first of all I think I know my own mothers phone number. Secondly no you are not my mother. My mother is the sweetest, kindest person I know. You my dear are not.
"..."
"Whatever. Are you drunk or something? You are giggling like a schoolgirl."
"Psshh...I do not giggle like a schoolgirl and for your information I'm not drunk."
"Well the high pitched giggle says otherwise. Just because you have a deep sultry voice doesn't mean you didn't just giggle like a schoolgirl.
"Deep sultry voice ehh?"
"..."
"It's okay baby, no need to be shy now."
"Eww...Look here mister... it's been real but maybe you should dial the right number and call your mom. You have already interrupted my sleep."
"Mister? I'm not that old."
"Whatever stranger goodby-"
"Wait don't hang up! I di-"
~~*Dial Tone*~~
"I didn't get your name? She really just hung up on me."
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