Narnia is a lot of things, sensitive, naive, stubborn, shy, sassy, funny, and overall always hungry.
Abused in her household, she seeks out friendship in every way possible. Ultimately, receiving little to no .good attention.
However, what happen...
she picked up her phone that was sitting on the last box.
"dave?"
narnia listened for his voice.
"i'm here."
they're all in the room.
aight, the boxes are all labeled. open the one that is marked with an 'e' first.
alright
she looked for the marking he told her to look for. she found it on the second box, she pushed in her room.
she tore it open with her house key.
when the tape was cut, she opened the box and looked into it.
"oh wow." her eyes scanned over the neatly packaged items in the box. there were so many things. things she didn't ask for and even thought of getting.
dave i can't take this
yes, you can. now there should be a gold wrapped box in there, find it and set it up. i wanna see your reactions.
"see?" narnia questioned to herself. she found the box and grabbed it, unwrapping it's paper. when she noticed what it was, she gasped. her face lighting up with joy and excitement.
no, you did not just get me a phone!
sho' did.
dave laughed, as she opened the box, and carefully took out the phone.
hurry up and set it up, girl.
don't rushhh me.
she laughed, powering it on. it took her about ten minutes to get everything together.
okay, it's set up.
narnia cheesed as she swiped through her new phone.
look in the box again, my phone number is in there. facetime me.
dave told her before, hanging up. "facetimeee?" narnia hopped up, and ran towards her small mirror. "okay, i look decent enough." she told herself, fixing her hair.
she walked back to her bed, and grabbed the small piece of paper.
' 800-768-1267 , call me bugs 💕 — dave ' the note said.
she dialed in his digits, but hesitated over the call button. she took a deep breath, and pressed call.
"please like how i look, please like how i look, please like how i look." she prayed silently, as the phone rang. she heard that facetime changes your face a little, and that's the last thing she wants.
the phone call went through. she froze in place, her forehead and blonde hair only in view. it was silent for a moment.
don't nobody wanna see that forehead, show yo face.
dave demanded, narnia. she slowly, but surely showed her face. and then they made eye contact.
wassup, boo?
dave smiled – he looked at her with low, red eyes. narnia dropped her phone, shocked. she waved her hands in the air, embarrassed and flustered, shaking her head. "uh uh, no, no. that ain't gon work!"
dave laughed at her uneasiness.
man, quit playing and let me see you again. yo fine—
"shut up, dave!"
☾
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