A/N: So I decided to do something a bit different; it'll hopefully be multichaptered if I get the other chapters done. It'll only contain a few chapters, so I hope you don't mind. That's about it. :) Leave a review for your thoughts! :D Enjoy!
June 28, Monday; 07:57 AM.
Freddie: What are you so worked up about? It's not like that's the last one.
Sam: Screw it. It doesn't matter anyway, right? Nothing I do fucking matters anymore.
Freddie: Sam, let's talk about this later. I need to leave for a business meeting.
Sam: Later?! Oh yeah, sure, let's fucking talk about it later! Is that what this is? A bunch of laters?!
Freddie: I have to go. *leaves*
July 2, Saturday; 01:30 PM.
Freddie: Hey.
Sam: Hey.
Freddie: How's the play going?
Sam: It's going surprisingly well, actually. The cast is great.
Freddie: That's nice.
Sam: Thanks. How's the business going? I heard the game was released just yesterday.
Freddie: Yeah, it did. The demands were off the hook. In fact, so many people are ordering it's gotten so busy- *phone rings* Hello?
Sam: Who is it?
Freddie: I have to go. They found a bug in the main system and they need me to fix it. *kisses cheek* See you later?
Sam: *nods* See you later.
July 2, Saturday; 08:15 PM.
Samantha:
Hey, I'm already here. :)
08:30 PM
Samantha, 1 missed call.
08:40 PM
Samantha, 3 missed calls.
Waitress: Good evening, Ma'am. Can I get you anything?
Sam: For now, just two glasses of lemon iced tea, please.
Waitress: Two glasses of iced tea, coming right up.
08:45 PM
Samantha, 4 missed calls.
Waitress: Here are your iced teas, Ma'am.
Sam: Thanks. *smiles*
08:55 PM
Samantha, 7 missed calls.
09:15 PM
Samantha, 18 missed calls.
09:20 PM
Samantha, 22 missed calls.
Waitress: Ma'am, I'm sorry but you have to leave. The restaurant's closing.
Sam: Oh, I'm sorry. Thank you. *leaves*
July 2, Saturday; 11:01 PM.
Fredward:
Shit, sorry Sam. I couldn't make it. Something very important came up and they needed us all to be there.
11:06 PM
Fredward, 1 missed call.
11:08 PM
Fredward, 3 missed calls.
11:09 PM
Fredward:
Sam, please answer your damn phone. I'm sorry, OK? I'm really sorry for bailing out on you, but please answer your phone. I'm starting to worry.
11:11 PM
Fredward, 9 missed calls.
11:15 PM
Fredward, 12 missed calls.
11:16 PM
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Carly: Hello?
Freddie: Carly! Is Sam there?
Carly: Uhh, yeah. She is. Why?
Freddie: Can I speak to her, please? She isn't answering my calls and messages.
Carly: She can't. Sorry. She fell asleep on the couch. Why? Is everything okay?
Freddie: Uh, y-yeah. Just worried is all. Anyway, thanks. Good night, Carly.
Carly: Yeah, sure. Good night. *hangs up*
July 6, Wednesday; 8:30 AM.
Freddie: Mornin', Sam.
Sam: Good morning.
Freddie: What are you cooking?
Sam: Some pancakes and bacon. How many pancakes do you want?
Freddie: Um, just three please. Hey, I've got a day off today. Anywhere you want to go?
Sam: Aw, I'm sorry. I can't. We're filming later on today; maybe next time?
Freddie: *nods and smiles* Yeah, sure. Next time.