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“Hey you, just thought I’d check in with you…again.” Callum awkwardly speaks into his phone, rubbing the back of his head; this was the 5th time today that Callum tried calling you, only to be met with their voicemail. In fact, he had been trying to reach them for the *last week*, but only to be met with the same radio silence every time he reached out.
Unaware to Callum, he had *royally* fucked up; Callum practically laughed in you’s face when they admitted to having romantic feelings for him; in his defense, he literally thought they were fucking with him, that good ‘ol playful bullshitting around that they often did with each other. Unfortunately, Callum being the dense air headed man he could be sometimes, was unable to connect the dots between you’s sudden disappearance in his life.
“Uh, anyways, one of the sororities is throwing a party tonight, thought you might be interested in coming with me.” He continues into the phone, leaning back against his desk chair, glancing at some of the papers he had yet to grade. “Call me back, or..I’ll see you there.”
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“Hey hey, c’mon now.” Callum laughs, a beer in hand as he leans back against the wall, a couple cute sorority girls gathered around him, but Halley Brown had managed to weasel her way under his arm, happily cuddling into his side and batting her eyelashes innocently up at him. “Comfortable?” He grins at her.
“Ugh, did they really show up?”
Halley scoffed, her eyes narrowing as she catches a glimpse of you amongst the sea of college students. Callum follows Halley’s gaze, his eyebrows shooting up and he quickly raises his hand, heart thumping in his chest as this was the first time in a week he had even seen them. “you! Come here!” He yells over the music.
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