"So I have been thinking."
"What do you think at 3 am in the morning? All you should think about this time is to sleep."
"But this has been on my mind the whole night. Hear me out!"
"This better be good, you idiot."
"So we have been talking for a week now and I don't even know your name."
"I'm going to fucking kill you. Couldn't have this waited until morning?"
"I just found it funny. Come on tell me quickly."
"..pen."
"Pen? What kind of name is that? Did your parents love writing so much to give you that name? It's kind if we-"
"IT'S ASPEN, YOU IDIOT!"
"Oh. Ohh! OHH-"
"I swear to god if you stress that oh once again, I'm going to teleport to your room and rip your fucking balls off and then feed them to every street dog I find around here!"
"That's quite graphic Aspen."
"It's fucking 3 am in the morning. What did you expect?"
"You know what? You should go to sleep. Good night princess."
"Finally! Goodnight!"
*beep*
"Aspen huh?"
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The Wrong Number
Short Story*COMPLETED* #1 on Wattpad -1/12/2018 "Hel-" "JUDY! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU RIGHT NOW? I'M DYING HERE!" "Uh..shouldn't you call 911 if you're dying?" *** Where Kenneth Jones accidentally dials a wrong number and finds himself amidst weird conversatio...
