04: ❝ you're. killing. me.❞

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❝ you're. killing. me.❞

loreleiparker

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april 4th, 3:56 p.m.
brrring brrring.

call accepted

"hullo, this is the muffin man—"

"heyo, peaches."

"what the flippity flop? you're still calling me?"

"what? who in the world says 'flippity flop' anymore?"

"i do, for your information. why are you still calling me again? we've been over this."

"well, i have money and a stomach with an irresistible urge to eat a donut..."

"whaaat? really?"

"yeppers. you know what they say—you're not you when you're hungry."

"ha-ha. what would you like to order, snickers boy?"

"well, what does The Muffin Man  have to offer?"

"every dessert you could ever imagine. name any flavor. you name it, we serve it."

"hmm... i would like to order a lemon meringue donut,  and..."

"hm?"

"and you on the side. for delivery, please."

"you're. killing. me."

"LOL."

"i bet you looked those lines up in the internet!"

"nooo, i'm just smooth like that."

"speaking of smooth, the total cost for your order will be... priceless. BOOM."

"i walked right into that one, didn't i?"

"yes. yes, you did. Muffin Man bids you a final goodbye and if you don't stop calling, he will find a way to block your number."

"but my donut—!"

*b e e p  b e e p *

call disconnected


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"i won't give up this easily."
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"two can play at this game."
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[a/n]: going to new york rn and there's so much traffic kms. have a lovely day~

~ emma ♡

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