"...You're certain this is how it works? I simply speak into it? Okay, here goes... Uhh, hello? You've reached the voicemail of Sholeh Zeela a Zhahar. We--I mean I--can't come to the...phone?...right now, so please leave the information best suited for us--me--to get back to you and w--I will. Yes. Ummm, thank you?"
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"I... what... Is this some kind of code? Look, if you're trying to recruit me, then-- Well, I don't know what. But, uh, tell me."
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"Are you kidding me? What the hell are you thinking? Why are you telling me this shit? Are you high? God, I bet you are." A beat. "And you'd better not be a terrorist or I will destroy you, jerkass."
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Judging by how you're not my least favourite anything, I'm going to assume that wasn't for me. And on the off chance this message goes to someone not Peter: there's something wrong with the phones.
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"...okay, that was a joke. Right? This isn't like some memory spell gone wonky, is it?"
Another, muffled voice from somewhere across the room was barely audible, and there were scuffling sounds like Kennedy was shifting her phone in her hands.
"What?" Her voice was just distant enough to suggest she was talking to someone else. "No, just a friend from high school. You know how it is, right?"
An awkward pause, then a sigh. "Look, call me back, okay? Just let me know everything's all right?"
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I'll say this only once.
Don't mix me up in your little kid pranks.
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