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Bold - Keith
Italics - Violet
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2nd March
[2:30 pm]
"Hi."
"Um, who is this?"
"Baby, it's me."
"Who is 'me' exactly?"
"The love of your life."
"Unless you're the saving grace of the human race, also known as the sweet and salty goodness, peanut butter, you're not the love of my life."
"Um... what?"
"We just went over it buddy. The love of my life is peanut butter."
"That's sad."
"No it's not."
"It is."
"Fuck you dude. It ain't sad."
"You shouldn't curse, princess."
"Ay ay, none of that sweet talking 'princess' shit. Makes me wanna barf in my mouth."
"You don't say."
"Mhm. I gotta rush. Bye bye. But do text later."
"Aw, already missing me princess?"
"No. It's just that you're the most entertainment I've gotten over six weeks and you don't sound like a complete leech."
"Re: That's sad. And thanks I guess?"
"You're welcome."
"Not sure if that's the correct usage of 're' but I'll let it go."
"CAN'T HOLD IT BACK ANYMORE."
"Shit man, you're making me green."
"I DON'T CARE, WHAT YOU'RE GOING TO SAY."
"I'm done."
"LET THE STORM RAGE ON."
"Yup, raging storm. Bye bye."
"THE COLD ALWAYS BOTHERS ME ANYWAY."
[read at 2:56 pm]
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Knowing Keith
Short Story• ρ • "Hi." "Um, who is this?" "Baby, it's me." "Who is 'me' exactly?" "The love of your life." Alex 'Keith' Locke and Violet Fray never really saw it coming. • ρ • WARNING: My first dialogue story, mild swearing, content of THAT category and cring...
