Brendan|Hayley
"Hey."
"Hey."
"So I had a question."
"Yeah?"
"On which days of the week would you say you are the most free?"
"Um... Probably Fridays and Saturdays."
"So, hypothetically speaking of course, if you were to meet somebody you've been talking to for more than, say, two months for the first time, it would be sometime in those two days, correct?"
"Probably."
"So it's a Monday today. Which means, I- the hypothetical person I mean, could be seeing you sometime in three, or four, days, or ten days or seventeen days or twenty four days or..."
"I get it!"
"So which number out of those seems good to you? I mean, personally speaking there's nothing like a single digit number to me but what do you prefer?"
"You are so eager to meet me, it's ridiculous. One would think we're going out on a date with the amount of enthusiasm you're showing."
"Wait, we aren't?"
"Brendan!"
" *laughs* Just kidding. But come on, I really am anxious to see you!"
"Who even uses the word anxious anymore?"
"Don't try to change the subject babe. I've been after you for almost two weeks now."
"Ugh. Fine. We can meet this Saturday."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes."
"Sure? Absolutely positive?"
"Yes. We can meet at the Domino's near Nessa's house at 12 A.M. Saturday."
"It's a date."
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The Wrong Number ✓
Short Story"Is this Domino's?" "No, it's not." "Are you sure?" "Yes. I think you've got the wrong number." "On the contrary, for once I think I've got the right one." [ in which two people meet due to one insufferable sister's and one best friend's revenge ] S...
