conversations about nothing in particular

twenty-third phone call

her: okay could you please stop hanging up?

him: i was nervous as to what you would say.

her: to be honest i think it's cute when a guy's nervous.

him: really?

her: yeah

him: well then I'll be nervous more often

her: *laughs* okay then

her: sorry, i have to go. my dad's home and he always comes upstairs to tuck me in. i know he suspects something so i'm going to hang low for a few days. don't get too lonely without me.

him: okay.

her: goodnight, aidan.

him: *whispers to disconnected phone in his hands* it's noah