“Hey man, you called me.”
“No! That’s not what I meant,” Sam looked around his room frantically.
“Look, I’m gonna go ahead and say that you called the wrong number, since I don’t recognize your voice.”
“I figured that,” Sam rolled his eyes.
“Great! So then b-”
“Wait! I’m the guy -I mean, shit… we met at the coffee shop earlier today,” he could feel his cheeks turn red, “You gave me your number because I was starring at you.”
God I hope he doesn’t hear that as creepy as I did, the giant began chewing on his bottom lip in worry.
“…Oh, right…I remember you now.”
Sam let out a breath of relief and waited for him to continue. When he was met with silence he looked at his phone, just to make sure the stranger was still on the line. He starred at the wall and thought of something to say that wouldn’t make him sound more creepy or weird. It felt like a lifetime before he finally dared to speak again, “So… you’re not hanging up on me?”
“Nope, that would be way less entertaining,” he could hear the smile in the man’s voice.
“You think I’m entertaining?”
“Oh, please, I can practically see the wheels in your head turning.”
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