Phone (Drabble)
6:34 pm
Sam waited impatiently as the phone rang. Finally, the ringing stopped and the sound of someone picking up the phone could be heard. "Hey, Fredly," she called out, before giving the other person a chance to answer.
"Hey, what up?" The voice on the other end responded.
"Nothing much. Bored. Carls isn't answering her phone; Figured I'd call you."
"Ah, I see."
"What you up to?" Sam picked up the television remote and turned the volume on the TV quieter.
"Just watching some Girly Cow at home."
"No chiz? Me too."
"This episode is lame, though."
"I know! Why do they keep rerunning it?"
"They're idiots."
Sam laughed.
"… Want to come over and watch it together? I can make popcorn." Freddie suggested.
"Is it the cheesy kind of popcorn?"
"Yes?"
"Sure, I'll be right over, then."
"K. See you then."
They both hung up.
7:20pm
Freddie waited impatiently as the phone rang. He heard the phone being picked up as it stopped ringing. "Hey."
"… Hey."
"You didn't have to leave so early."
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"Please come back. Where are you right now?"
"Groovy Smoo."
"Alright, wait there. I'll be right there. I'm coming for you."
"Fine."
They both hung up.
7:32pm
"… Yea?" Sam answered the phone, impatience in the tone of her voice.
"You weren't at Groovy Smoothies."
"I was. I just left before you got there."
"Why'd you leave? I told you I was coming for you."
"I didn't want to let you see me like that."
"Like I care what you're wearing. You looked fine."
"Yea, I guess."
"Where are you now?"
"I'm on the bus—On my way home."
There was a slight pause.
"Can I come over? I really want to talk about this."
"We're talking now, aren't we?"
"I want to talk to you in person."
There was another slight pause.
"Fine. Just don't get upset if my mom starts hitting on you."
This time, Sam hung up on Freddie.
8:49pm
"Yes?" Freddie asked, sounding a little confused.
"Bring me a soda."
Freddie chuckled.
"You had to call on my phone even though I'm pretty much in the next room?"
"Yep. Cream soda. Now."
"Alright."
This time, Freddie hung up on Sam.
10:42pm
Freddie answered the phone abruptly, moving away from the drizzling water. "Sam? I'm showering! What is it?"
"Don't use the green soap. It'll make you itch. Use my purple soap instead."
There was a slight pause, with only the sound of drizzling water hitting porcelin being heard.
"Alright. Thanks for the heads up, I suppose."
They both hung up.
3:22am
"Yes?" Freddie answered the phone, whispering, as he sneaked into his own home.
"You forgot your wallet over here. And your belt."
"I'm already at home. I'll come back for it later this morning."
"You're such a slut."
"Back at 'cha, Puckett."
A/N: Urgh, I don't even know. God, I'm such a horn-dog. :P