"Hello? Who is this?"
"HAHAHAHA HI!"
"Hi? Who is this?"
"Pick me up bruh. I'm at a club at xxx."
"I'm nearby but who is this?"
"Okey. See you bruh. Bring some pizza f-for the parteee."
"What party? Austin is that you? Don't play around with me."
"Yupp. I'm Austin. Brown short hair and mama's wearing a black croptop with black ripped leggings. See you~"
"Okey okey. This isn't Austin. Who the hell are you?"
"Ehehehehe, ya better be quick I'm about to be hit by a black car."
"What the— ah sh*t!"
And Via heard a screeching sound from the car that was about to kill her.
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One Call Away
Short StoryOlivia, a hardworking girl who's too stressed, too stressed that she went out to drink. Apparently she drank too much yes too much that she had to go. She just tap any number and dialed a person. "You're too late." Short story ('･_･')
