Wrong number · Y/n story by @drew1298

The first ring came at 9:47 PM, when Y/n was halfway through a bag of chips and a true crime documentary they'd already seen twice.

???

clears throat Uh, hey—hi. This is going to sound insane, but is this… Sam?

The voice on the other end was warm, slightly sheepish, and definitely not someone Y/n recognized.

???

Yeah, no, that's fair. I'm Tristan. I, uh—I was on a date tonight, and things were going fine, great even, until this girl, Sam, gave me her number. small pause Only it turns out she gave me a fake one. Which, okay, rude. But also—you answered. So now I'm here, talking to a complete stranger about the worst date of my life.

He waited a beat.

Tristan

You still there? Or did I just scare you off with my tragic romantic history?