"You like me?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh you know exactly what I'm talking about. You just said it this morning."

"Oh that. I was drunk that time."

"No you weren't. That's not your voice when you're drunk."

"..."

"Wendy?"

"..."

"Hello? Wendy?"

"I'm working. Calm down."

"You ignored my calls this morning, you ignored my texts. Well, technically this morning, I couldn't fall back to sleep."

"Sorry, I was just tired this morning."

"You were trying to avoid me and I hate it."

"I'm sorry."

"Stop saying sorry for God sake."

"Then what do you want me to say?"

"The truth."

"The truth is, you can't really like someone you've never met especially when we have the same gender, that's just weird and that's not how it works. I don't even know what you look like. I don't even know if you like girls. I don't really know what you're like so I can't really like you."

"Stop being so scared about your feelings. Let yourself feel something."

"We don't even know each other."

"Yes we do."

"Not really."

"That's why we'll meet."

"..."

"So, let me repeat my question. Do you really like me?"

"I-I no. It was just a slip of the tongue. I didn't mean it."

"You didn't mean it? Ouch. That hurts you know? You didn't even asked me about my feelings."

"Then what are you feel