Benjamin | Casey

"hello, this is target. my name is benjamin, how may i help you today?"

"oh-em-gee! it's actually you! hi stranger!"

"hey?"

"where have you been? i've been calling for the past two weeks and all i get is stupid austin. he may be nice, but he's annoying. don't you think?"

"he's my best friend so yes, i do think so."

"where did you go?"

"i had some family stuff to deal with. not a big deal."

"...is everything alright?"

"y-yeah, everything's good."

"..."

"why'd you sigh like that?"

"that didn't sound very convincing, but i'll let it slide. for now."

"so, what's your question, today? i could really go for it."

"right! i did have a reason for this call. okay so, let's say i got a clock from target, right? i don't read the packaging or anything i'm just like 'hey, this is a cool clock. i'll get it.' right? and then i buy it and when i go home, there's no batteries! i mean, what gives? where's my batteries?"

"did the box say it didn't include batteries?"

"pfft yeah! i didn't know they were being serious!"

"why wouldn't you trust the box?"

"if a box said tickle my pickle and i'll give you a nickel, would you believe it?"

"..."

"you have a cute laugh. i like it."

"you're funny, casey."

"austin told you my name, eh? how fun. now you know my identity."

"i don't even know what you look like. you could be a thirty year old grandma for all i know."

"i'm actually not, believe it or not. i'm a freshman."

"in high school?"

"no! in college, you dumbnut!"

"oh, where at? i'm a junior at the university of indiana."

"i'd like to keep my identity a secret for now."

"why? are you afraid that i might know who you are?"

"nope."

"i think you'd know if you saw me."

"oh yeah? what makes you so sure?"

"you'd fall in love with me right then, darling."

"i think this is the time i hang up. nice talking to you, benny."

"bye casey."

call ended