conversations about nothing in particular

forty-third phone call

some girl: aston, are you okay? i heard you crying when you hung up?

her: ...

some girl: ashton, please talk to me. 

her: *whimpers*

some girl: ashton, stop it. you're being a baby

her: how am i being a baby when my crush got into a car accident?!

some girl: okay, okay. just calm down. 

her: how did it happen?

some girl: what?

her: how did he get into a car accident?

some girl: he was driving-

her: no duh

some girl: -to the pet store. his phone rang from its place in the passenger seat. he reached over and for a split second took his eyes off the road. in that moment, a semi crossed the road. he didn't see the red light or the fact that he was going to crash into the huge semi. all that mattered was answering his phone

her: *whispers* wendy, when did the accident happen?

 some girl: about three weeks ago. i think it was a saturday. why, what happened?

her: a saturday? three weeks ago?

some girl: that's what i said wasn't it?

her: that was when i called him after i told him i wanted a hedgehog for my birthday...

some girl: what are you saying?

her: *gasps*

some girl: what's wrong?

her: *whispers* it was my fault