Summer Smith (
somethingwithturquoise) wrote2037-04-27 08:18 am
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Summer's Voicemail.
"Uh, yeah, this is Summer's voicemail. Who the hell calls people anymore? Just text me. But I guess if you insist on being weird and living in the dark ages, go ahead and leave me a message. And I'll text you back, like normal people do. Okay? Cool. I mean, the government is probably tapping all of our conversations anyway, but whatever."
*BEEEEEEEP*
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You already tried to help. I'll tell you when I'm back.
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But he was right. She had already tried to help, and now he wanted to leave, and she was totally going to respect that and leave it there.
Besides, she had dozens of tiny little jiggly jello boobies to get to.