"Hey Parker."

"Wow, did you just feel my presence and know it was me? I didn't think we were that close. This is special. I'm going to write this in my diary."

"You do know that caller ID is a thing that exists, right? Welcome to the age of technology, next we'll cover the jump from floppy disks to CDs."

"Ha-ha. This means that I'm in your phone though, right? You saved my number? What'd you save it as? The boy of my dreams?"

"Fat cat's resident shitter."

"You're never going to let that go, are you?"

"You talk like I would want to. It's a classic now. It only gets better with age, like a fine whisky."

"I have so many other amazing qualities though."

"You speak of them so much, and yet, I've never heard them."

"Well clearly we have to speak more. I have like, at least three. Three qualities."

"I'll be waiting. By the way, why do you call? Isn't that weird? I mean, shouldn't we be texting? That's what the youngins do these days, I hear."

"It said call for a good time not text for a good time, Mina. I can't just disobey the bathroom stall. That would be ridiculous."

"Yeah but like, who calls anymore?"

"People call. That still happens."

"Okay, grandpa."

"We've already built up this thing, to text now would just ruin it. The thingness of this thing depends on calling."

"It's a thing, now?"

"Of course it is! You know, you wound me, Mina. You really do."

"Well, now that I've crossed that off my to-do list, I'll be going. Talk to you later, Parker."

"So I'm on your to-do list, eh?" 

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this is like my new favourite thing to write omg. although i said wednesday and saturdays but it's looking more thursdays and sundays. EITHER WAY THE UPDATES ON THIS ARE ROLLIN OUT.

also deds to roastedpiglet for be the cutest of all the cute potatoes