Person A returns home to a loud knocking sound. Person B tried to hide in the dryer but couldn't get out.
"Kellin, not much has changed since the last time you dialed me. The only difference is instead of standing in the cereal aisle, I am standing in line waiting to pay for everything." I replied impatiently into the phone. This is the forth time he's called me since I've left for the store and his reasoning for it isn't very informative.
"You're paying for the stuff now? Why didn't you tell me? You told me you would. If I hadn't called I wouldn't have known." He said quickly while shuffling with something that I couldn't quite pinpoint from the other end of the phone. I rolled my eyes a bit but smiled nonetheless as I placed the items from my cart onto the conveyer belt for the cashier to check out.
"Actually, I never told you I'd call when I was at check out. You assumed I would and you never gave me a legitimate reason to so I didn't see why I should."
"Because I asked you to." I heard him say and knowing him he was probably finishing it off with a pout of his lips. I hadn't let the smile drop from my lips, not even when the cashier looked at me expectingly with the total presented to me on the screen. I placed the phone between my ear and my shoulder as I grabbed my wallet and handed him the money.
"Not a good enough reason babe." I stated before grabbing my bags and placing them back into my cart to be wheeled back to my car. I placed them all into the trunk before shutting it closed and getting into the drivers seat.
"Listen, Kellin, I need to head home now so I'll see you in a few, alright?"
"You just said you were in line waiting to pay." He told me in an accusing tone and I couldn't help but chuckle. He seemed to be getting annoyed but there was no reason to be. It isn't as if I lied since I was standing in line when I said it, but I just so happened to have finished paying for the groceries since then.
"I was. Now I'm in the car with the stuff in the back and my keys in the ignition."
"Why didn't you tell me that?"
"Why do I have to tell you my every move today?"
"Timing Vic! Its all about timing. I need to know whats happening there so I can figure out when I get things done here." He explained. Truthfully, that explanation makes absolutely no sense to me but if I asked him to go into further detail he would either deny my request and tell me I should understand what he means when he talks by now without needing him to explain himself, or simply say its 'top secret information' and he's trying to speak in code. I'll go with option two.
"Right, timing. How foolish of me to forget." I replied, humoring him a little. He seemed to have bought the act as I seemed more convincing than I meant to be since I faintly heard him mutter an 'exactly' on the other line. "How about I call you once I'm parked in the driveway. Enough time for you? Or do I need to pull over a few blocks away to call?" I asked in fake concern.
"Once you're pulled up in the driveway should be good. Over and out." He answered and I couldn't help the way I laughed at his childish behavior. He has always been this way, ever since we had first met back in my junior year of high school and his sophomore.
"Okay, talk to you then. Love you."
"I love you too." He said quietly after a short pause and hung up a few seconds after. Kellin was never one for goodbyes, so it didn't surprise me that I wasn't able to get a 'bye' into the conversation before he hung up.