November 14, 2007
12:15 p.m.

Ring

"You have got to be fucking kidding me." I groaned, rolling over and glancing at the clock beside my bed.

Ring

"Ahhh, mother fucker." I reached blindly sideways and picked up my phone; "Ciao, come siete? Perche state denominandovelo bastardo ugly?"
(Hello, how are you? Why are you calling me you ugly bastard?)

"Funny how you can still speak perfect Italian at midnight." The easily recognizable voice on the other end responded.

"L''Oh, Percy, siete unici e lo spirito innegabile e sia hysterical che estremamente attraente. Perdonimi un momento mentre vomito." I laid back and let out a low sigh.
(Oh, Percy, you''re unique and undeniable wit is both hysterical and extremely attractive. Forgive me one moment while I vomit.)

"Ugh, you know what your bilingualness does to me." Percy made a rather embarrassing groaning sound. I stifled a laugh.

"Pervertito."
(Pervert)

"Ah ha, you know it, sugar."

"Aww, you called me sugar. I love sugar."

"Me too. I also love frosting, and Lucky Charms."

"So, besides to discuss things that cause the obvious jelly roll I'm developing, why did you call me?"

"You are so not developing a jelly roll."

"I am. And please don't stare at my fat."

"Wendy, shut the fuck up, you're not even close to fat. There isn't even any fat on your body. You're fatless. In fact if anything you're too skinny, you're like paper."

"Thank you, that does wonders for my self esteem."

"Self esteem is over rated."

"Peter Pan, I need to sleep before I wither away to nothing."

"Call me Peter Pan in Italian and I'll bring you some fairy dust."

"What the hell am I going to do with fairy dust?"

"You can come to Never Neverland and plunder my pirate ship."

"Oh for fuck's sake."

"Now in Italian."

"L''Oh nell''interesse della scopata."

"Oh yea." Another throaty groan sounded from his end of the line. I felt myself blush and shifted with slight embarrassment despite my pitch black surroundings. Although I would never openly admit to it, I enjoyed "teasing" him.

"Ew, control yourself. I'm still slightly uncorrupted over here and I'd like to stay that way."

"Let me come over and I'll fix that for you."

I paused, unsure whether or not to take him seriously. Finally, still unsure, I cleared my throat, "Have you been drinking?"

"No. I just miss you. It's been hours."

"Percy, why are you calling?"

"Do I need a reason?"

"It's past midnight, sooo, yes." I waited patiently for a few minutes while he must have been thinking. Then I smiled as he laughed lightly and answered.

"You're my best friend, Sophia. I wuvvles you."

I rolled my eyes, because even though I hated him for only saying best friend, I loved him all the same, "Apriro la finestra mia."
(I'll open my window.)

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