Mystery Guy || Cassidy
Hey Cassidy.
Oh. It's you. Thought you gave up on me. Haven't heard from you in a few days.
I never will give up on you Cassidy. Just got a little busy, that's all. Why would you question that?
One- that's a little creepy. Two- I wouldn't blame you if you gave up.
Beautiful, I would never purposely stop talking to you.
Alright, this is starting to get awkward. Please don't call me that.
How come?
You don't even know what I look like.
You sure about that?
Um, yeah. I don't know what you look like, so I kinda figured you don't know.
We went to the same school. Is that helpful?
No not really. I graduated almost a year ago. With a giant class.
I know.
How do you know that?
I was part of that class.
If you knew that. Why did you give that a clue?
Its a good hint, don't know why you don't think so. Besides, it tells you how old I am.
Relax. Yeah, that is true. Just give me more clues and time, then I bet you I'll be able to remember you.
Okay.
So in the meantime.
Yes?
I don't know, that was a cue for you to fill in.
Ah, well. I don't know.
I have an idea.
What's that?
Why are you even talking to me?
You're not going to get it out of me yet. Good try though.
Dang it. Thought that would work.
I really want to give you a nickname.
Don't worry. You will. I like to think I'm not that picky.
No, you are, you shot down the ones I came up with. I'll keep working it.
Yeah, that is true.
Maybe you should follow your advice.
I need to what?
Follow your advice and don't give up, beautiful.
Stop.