━━━━ *̩̩̥͙ ˚̩̥̩̥ *̩̩͙⁀➷｡ NANAMI SETS HER PLATE DOWN ON THE DARK BROWN TABLE WITH A CLUNK TO GET A CLOSER LOOK AT THE BLUE MARKING ON THE PIZZA BOX. She debates on reading before getting another slice, but her stomach reminds her to go put some food on her plate.
She sets two warm, delicious slices of pizza on the glass plate and dribbles some garlic sauce onto them both. Then she opens up the extra container of olives the pizza place had sent her and puts a few down on her plate.
She goes to close the box but remembers the writing on the top and lifts the top flap back up.
She slightly shifts on her right side and begins to read the messy handwriting.
My day hasn't been the best, you wanna know why? Because you haven't called me~
209-871-8668 <3
Nanami immediately snorts at the failing flirtatious message and grabs her plate and heads for her cream couch. "That had to be a joke," Nanami thinks as she got herself situated and comfortable on the medium-sized couch.
Nanami quickly throws a glance over her shoulder to look at the box on her maple-colored table.
"A joke, it has to be. Right?"
She shakes her head and opens up her laptop to try and get rid of the ridiculous, distracting thoughts.
The starry night goes by as she endlessly moves her fingers across her black keys and fills up on the pizza. By the time it reached 1:12 in the morning, she yells out a triumphant, "Done!" It rings throughout her apartment, signifying that she finishes typing up the essay.
Quickly sharing the rushed essay with her professor she pulls herself from the comfy, alluring pull of the couch and sluggishly makes her way toward her kitchen to go take care of the food.
She goes to wash her plate and places it in the dishwasher before putting the pizza away in the fridge. Before grabbing the box to break it down, she thinks about the silly message once more.
What will be the harm in calling? She doesn't have anything else to do for the rest of the night besides stressing about the grade her essay is going to get.
She shrugs her shoulders, picking up her phone and snapping a picture of the number just in case boredom gets to her.
Taking care of the box she goes to collect her things off of the couch and heads to her room.
Plopping down on her full-sized bed, Nanami slides under her comforter trying to find a comfortable spot under her sheets before pulling up Hulu on her laptop. Searching for something to entertain her till she falls into the jaws of sleep.
Thirty minutes breeze by as her mind keeps redirecting her focus to the number. She tries telling herself it was silly, but curiosity got her the better of her.
"Fuck it."
She raises herself to rest on her fluffy pillows and reaches for the phone. Unlocking it she goes to her photos and memorizes the number to go dial it.
Punching the last numbers in she takes a deep breath before clicking the call button.
A ringing fills the empty room as Felix walks out of his tiny bathroom currently drying his damp, blue hair. He picks up his phone to see who was calling so late. He glances at the screen seeing an unknown number.
Did he forget someone was supposed to call him, or?
Wait... Did she?
The way he embarrassed himself in front of her, he didn't think she would think twice about calling him. And with the message, what did Chan even put?
Is she calling him to tell him he's a creep or did Chan write something good?
Well, none of his questions will be answered if he doesn't call back.
Slowly unlocking his phone, he clicks on the miscall and calls her back.
"Hello?"
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