"LANDON HELP MEEEEE!"
"Whoa, easy on the volume! What do you need help with Mel?"
"I'm going to meet a really old friend in a few hours and I don't know what to wear!"
"An old friend huh? Do I know them?"
"No, don't think so. He left before I met you, I think."
"He?"
"Yeah, his name is Dean."
"Dean... What?"
"Uhhhh, I never asked for his last name."
"Well I guess that's expected since you were barely even five when we met haha! So, uh, how old is he?"
"I don't know, it's been so long I totally forgot almost everything about him. But like, I still need help figuring out WHAT TO FREAKING WEARRRRRR!!!"
"Dear God, it's not like it's a big deal or anything so who cares what you wear?"
"It is a big deal though!"
"It's a reunion with some rando. Actually, want me to go with you? Just in case he's like a bad rando, that is."
"No! It's fine, I trust him! Plus I kinda wanted some alone time with him..."
"...the Hell's wrong with you?"
"Nothing! I'm just really excited and really nervous... What if he doesn't like me?! What if he totally says he doesn't wanna see me again?! WHAT IF HE STANDS ME UUUUUUP?!"
"Chill out Malea! Trust me, if he does any of those things, he's not worth your time or worries. Just be yourself, that's always been enough."
"That's what everybody says though..."
"Because it's the truth dumbass."
"You better go wash that mouth mister!"
"Nah I'm good. What about that dress we got last week?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah! That's perfect! Thanks Landon, love you and I'll tell you how it goes!!"
"Sure, love you too Leah."
CALL ENDED
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