20th November 2014
Matt: Morning, beautiful.
Anah: Hi, Hi... which ironically means 'bye' in Finnish.
Matt: I'm not even gonna ask.
Anah: Wise.
Matt: Haha... so, this is gonna sound a little premature.
Anah: Yes, I will marry you.
Matt: That wasn't the question, Babe. But good to know that you'd say 'yes' when I do ask.
Anah: *sad face*
Anah: What was the question, then?
Matt: What do you want for Christmas?
Anah: Christmas is weeks away.
Matt: Christmas Day is 5 weeks today, Penguin.
Anah: No it isn't. Don't lie.
Matt: I would never lie to you... it's in 5 weeks.
Anah: Oh, God! I haven't even started shopping!
Matt: Nor me... but I'm gonna get started on Saturday and I need to know what you want.
Anah: All I want for Christmas is you.
Matt: Why are you quoting song lyrics?
Anah: I wasn't... or I was, but not intentionally.
Matt: Oh, right... well, I would very much like you for Christmas, too.
Matt: But what else can I get you?
Anah: I don't know... Surprise me.
Matt: You hate surprises, Babe.
Anah: Yeah, that's true...
Anah: I don't mind. I like everything.
Matt: You didn't like the statue your Gran bought you.
Anah: It looked like a transvestite! And how do you even know about that?!
Matt: I'm omnipresent.
Matt: It means I'm everywhere.
Anah: *eye roll* You say that like I didn't know what it meant.
Matt: Covering all my bases.
Matt: And you hated that Christmas jumper you other Gran sent you.
Anah: In my defence, it was hideous.
Matt: I know... I saw the photos.
Anah: Where on earth did you see the photos?!
Matt: Eden's Facebook.
Anah: I'm gonna have to kill her.
Matt: Please don't... Orange is not your color.
Anah: Thanks...
Matt: Hey, it's not like you haven't said it already!
Anah: I'm allowed to say it! You aren't!
Matt: As your boyfriend, it's my duty to tell you these things.
Anah: As my boyfriend, it's your duty to tell me I look beautiful in everything!
Matt: Of course you look beautiful in everything...
Anah: You've dug yourself half way to China, Buddy. There's no coming back now.
Matt: Not even if I get you the most epic of epic Christmas presents?
Anah: Conundrum.
Matt: That's what you want?
Matt: What exactly is that?
Anah: It's my current state of mind...
Matt: My current state of mind is confuzzled.
Anah: That's not a word.
Matt: It might not be a word, but it is a feeling. Confused and puzzled.
Anah: Ditto. You lost me.
Matt: It was you who lost me first!
Anah: Let's backtrack... if you get me the most epic of epic Christmas presents then I will consider letting you come back from China.
Matt: But I'm not in China...
Matt: Do you still want Conundrum for Christmas?
Anah: *bangs head on table*
Matt: Is that a no to Conundrum?
Anah: Just get me whatever you want.
Matt: Free reign?
Anah: As long as it's not underwear, and it's something that I can show my folks.
Matt: So, no trips to Victoria's Secret?
Anah: Is that a rhetorical question?
Anah: Do not, under any circumstances, go anywhere near Victoria's Secret.
Matt: Shucks... Underwear were my Plan Z.
Anah: Like you even know what size I am.
Matt: Wanna bet?
Anah: There is no way on earth you could possibly know...
Matt: ;) That's for me to know and you to never find out.
Anah: You just took this whole creeping thing to another level.
Matt: Just kiddin', Penguin. I have no idea what size you are... Although I do plan on finding out :)
Anah: Not any time soon, Buddy.
Matt: A guy can dream.
Anah: Then he'll be dreaming forever!
Matt: You know you love me...
Anah: Unfortunately.
Matt: Love you too.
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