(Hello~ Is that you, Dapper?) a voice echoed from the other end of the line.
"Yeah, it's me, Lice. You mean you still haven't saved my number?"
(Haa, I showed up this morning and didn't see you or Yavo until I left. What's going on?)
"I'm thinking of coming over to chill at your place like old times. Play some games too. Also planning to grab some liquor. Now that we're done with high school, we should be free to drink, right?" Dapper said.
(Holy—shit! Fuck yeah! I've been dying to taste alcohol! Wait—are you messing with me?)
"I'm dead serious. I'll be there soon. I'm eighteen now, so I can buy the liquor myself. Call Yavo and tell him to meet us there too. See you soon," Dapper replied, ending the call.
"Heh, this just keeps getting better," Dapper muttered with a grin stretching across his face. "Oh right… since I'm here, might as well finish my business," he added, pulling down his pants and sitting back on the toilet.
