"Yo." I said promptly, giving the quickest variant of 'Hello' I knew of at the moment.
"...Hello." Her voice blossomed out of the phone and echoed out into his ear, the sound of ruffling accompying it- Probably because she was laying on bed right now, a strange habit to be honest.
Her pause quickly got on my nerves, what a waste of time "Quickly now, my time is precious."
Well, it wasn't as if I would do anything of actual worth instead of talking to her, but... I still disliked her, like a lot. To the point that if it wasn't for my sigma grindset letting me see how much of a waste of money and time it would be, the bed she was relaxing on would've been booby trapped with 20+ pipe bombs.
"How ar-" She attempted to ask, before being promptly interupted.
"Skip." I had already gotten the gist of what she wanted to say, so I didn't need to hear the rest.
She kept silent for a moment, before asking "Do you think we can meet?"
The words shocked me, a slight stir in my heart appearing before it was quickly suppressed and steeled to an even higher degree. Making sure I did not accept, knowing her it would be a waste of time "No."
"I heard you were moving Trish," She explained with a soft tone "I just wanted to talk with you before you leave for good."
"Okay, and?" I asked as put the cart to the side and giving a wave to the casheer.
"I-I know I broke up with you, but... I miss you a lot. Life is so much harder without you, I can't focus, I don't even know what I'm doing. I even flunked english, I, I just feel lost without you." She tried to explain.
"Yea, that's what happens when you don't have a little maid to do everything for you anymore." I replied with the least irritated tone I could muster, watching the cashier lazily scanning bar after bar, not paid enough to actually try.
Which was kind of to be expected actually, he probably slept for more than 8 hours a day. What a loser, if he'd just lock-in he'd get actually good work.
Oh- Yea, Toxic narcissist was still on the line "-se past few months you haven't been yourself... I just don't like the person you became, but I still love you, if that makes sense." Her voice with mixed with both a certain gloom and nostalgia.
But... "No, that doesn't make sense. If you don't like me, say it to my face," I said, as a crack started to form "Stop being a coward, stop being manipulative, stop being a pain and finally; stop wasting my goddamn time."
She, in her probably faked emotional state, ignored my verious obvious qualms "You used to tell me everything, Trish. About your mother, Ki, camp, everything! I know I wasn-"
"Yea, yea, skip. Take your emotional dribble to someone who cares, don't you have a new boyfriend? He's your guy." I stated, directly hanging up on her.
Putting my phone back in my pocket, I returned my eyes to the cashier, whose eye just screamed the massive mistake I just made "Heh, an ex?"
"Yea, you know how they are." I remarked, handing over the trio of bills.
The cashier laughed it off as he put the money in the cash register, taking two dimes "You want a check?"
"Nah, I'm good." My mouth said, it following my will as my hands happily took the change and took it for my own use.
"Best to you man." The poor man gave his best regards, even if they really weren't needed.
But since I might need to go back inside to pull Ki out of the shop I decided to give a few words back "You too."
With that done I put all of the stuff back into the cart and took it outside "Hey dad, here with some of the stuff, mom is still inside with Ki for the rest."
Leaving it in front of the car, I returned to scrolling as I though about my blunder with Rachel. I had let my anger get to me again, even if was completely deserved. Letting it influence me wasn't going to do anything for me, and even waste time.
Emotions would get in the way just like they did back in the day, and one day lead to not being able to do a thing...