"Bruh,"

"Why am I not surprised?"

"You again, really?"

"Hey, I haven't changed my number. This is on you"

"True, very true,"

"So... You going to try and call your friend again?"

"Hmm, nah. It can wait. It just occurred to me that I've never actually asked you how you are."

"Uh, I'm good thanks? How are you?"

"I'm great!"

"Yeah, am I the only one that's a little confused as to why we're continuing to have these conversations when we're complete strangers?"

"Oh I can stop; I mean I can't guarantee that I won't accidently call you by mistake. But I can't just hang up as soon as I realise as it's the wrong number-"

"Woah, chill. It's okay. I was just saying it was a little weird. Why don't we get to know each other then?"

"Right, sorry. I tend to ramble sometimes. But yeah, if I'm going to keep calling this number by accident we might as well get to know each other."

"Yeah, so uh, want to play twenty questions?"

"Sure! You go first!"

"How did I know you were going to say that. Okay; uh what is, what is your favourite food?"

"Woah, getting right to the deep stuff I see. Well my favourite food happens to be pizza. As it is the greatest gift to man since sliced bread"

"Fair enough, pizza is pretty great. My favourite food is a little cliché, but my mum makes the best mac and cheese. Okay your go,"

"Hmm okay, would you ever get a tattoo?"

"Uh I actually already have one,"

"You do? That's awesome! What is it? Where is it?"

"I'm guessing someone likes tattoos,"

"Oh stop laughing and answer my questions,"

"Okay, okay. It's only little, on my left ribcage. It's a design my sister drew up for me to cover my scar"

"Your scar?"

"Uh yeah,"

"Oh crap. I'm staying at my parents for the weekend and I forgot I was supposed to feed the dog before my mum got home. And she just pulled into the driveway."

"Well, damn,"

"Yeah, catch you later!"

(...)

"Bye"