“hello? thank goodness you picked it up!”
“hm?”
tommy heaved a sigh.
“i am now here in our house. and guess who i am spending the night with.”
“who?”
“jimmy, that jerk.”
“o-oh... really?”
“yeah. t'was my mom's choice.”
“so, where's he now?”
“in my room. sleeping.”
“did something happened?”
“uh, yeah...”
“woah.”
“i mean, it's not like what you are thinking. ”
“hm.”
“he's really making me frustrated.”
“oh no. seems like you're falling for him already. i'm being jealous..”
“what?! now way!”
“but in your tone.. seems like you really are.”
“whatever. i hate you. hmp.”
“ow. hey, i'm just kidding.”
“i don't like that jerk.”
“really? then tell me what happened.”
“we...”
“hm?”
“we almost kissed. again..”
“...”
“good thing i pushed him away even before that filthy lips of him land on mine.”
“.. what do you feel about it?”
“h-huh?? w-hat?.. hah. why are you.. why are you asking me that?..”
“you liked it?”
once again, tommy is searching for a word to say.
“uh.. i suddenly feel sleepy now. good night.”
toot.