Riele | | Ryan | | Tyler
7:22 am, Incoming call~~
Dickhead Ryan~~~
Answer | | Decline
[Answer]
“Morning sleepyhead!”
“Aaahh! Can’t you be less chirpy early this morning?”
“Who are you? Why do you have—ohhh, you were Angel’s friend from yesterday. Where is she?”
“Friend? Is that what she told you? See why she’s been talking to guys as of recent.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Nevermind. She’s sleeping at the moment.”
“Babe, who are you speaking to. It’s so early. Let’s cuddle more.”
“It’s the guy you’ve been talking to these days. You told him we were friends.”
“Forget him. Let’s sleep more. I’m so sore after last night.”
“What are you guys talking about?”
“Hold on a moment, please.”
“What the hold up, babe? Come back to bed.”
“Oh please. Don’t you dare babe me. Why? You could’ve always told me you were tired of what we have, instead of whoring around with guys on the phone.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Don’t try playing dumb with me.”
I don’t under—”
[Ends call]
* * * * *
8:02 am, Incoming call~~
Angelic Stalker~~~
Answer | | Decline
[Answer]
“Hey. What was that earlier?”
“You overheard? Should have hung up sooner.”
“Are you a lesbian?”
“Kinda pansexual. But I just lost my girlfriend.”
“I don’t know what to say.”
“Sorry might work. It was partly your fault. She thought you and I were. . .you know.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know. Never expected it.”
“Of course you didn’t know. Ty just went overboard.”
“Her loss though. But look on the bright side, you still have me.”
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The Prank Call
Short StoryWhat would any sane person do immediately after receiving an anonymous call at one am in the morning? Right-block the number. But the one and only feisty Riele Banks is too stubborn to resist the urge of giving a piece of her extremely intellectual...
