Miss. Perfect
Is this some sort of prank?
I walk back to my bed and grab my phone, and after not more than a few seconds of hesitation, I find myself dialing the number.
I sit before my system and anxiously wait for a voice, but I get nothing. For some reason, I get more curious with every second that passes.
I begin to lose hope as my calls keep going unanswered, but at the third call, a beep is heard, and a slow, elderly, rough, male voice slips into my ears.
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