"Yellow?"
"Cam..."
"No. Hoooolden Caulfield haha."
"Oh... is Cam there?"
"I don't know... CAM? YOU HERE BRO? Um I don't know oh my gosh you're her. Holy shidt. Shirt. Shit."
"Her?"
"The one he always talked about. Cas-sidy, right? Well he didn't talk about you, just alluded. That means he loves youuu."
"Cassidy?"
"Yes! You're name, yeah? I am soooo drunk right now I see stars. Stars are gorgeous. So are you guys together now that's cute."
"Well if you see Cam, tell him... don't tell him anything."
*click*
"Tell him don't tell him anything?"
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Balconial Conversations
Kısa Hikayebal-co-nee-al ; of or referring to a balcony \\ in which a cynical girl and a disastrously (self-characterized) aromantic psychology student have daily discussions between neighbouring balconies \\ #1 in short story june & july 2k15 \\ book 1