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dials telephone number.

"Hello—"

"Stop calling me gross names, Y/N."

"Excuse me, is this PT Arts and Crafts Shop? Did I get the wrong number?"

"Oh God, sorry Sir! I thought it's the normal customer I got. Yes, this is PT Arts and Crafts Shop. What can I do for you, Sir?"

"Did my orders come? I ordered designing supplies, coloring materials, and a bunch of construction papers."

"Y-Yes, yes, Sir. It came, and we can deliver it to you now."

"Oh, very nice. Right on time! I'm actually planning to pick it up but something came up so I'm afraid I'll ask you to deliver it to my house. I left my address on the order slip."

"Sure, right away!"

"Anyways, about that Y/N. A simple advice from me, okay? Man up."

"Uhm, what do you mean, Sir?"

"It's obvious that you liked that Y/N you were talking about."

"W-What..."

"It's evident on your tone. Either way, I'll hang up now so you can call her. Confess, dude. Good luck! I'm pretty sure she likes you too."

"I can't understand—"

END CALL...