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Matthew would never hear the end of what Allie was saying since he was awoken by a faint ringing noise. Grumbling Matthew looked up to the clock to see it was four in the morning and reached over to the night table for his cell phone.
"Hello?" Matthew answered with a groggily voice.
"Yesterday, where were you and who were you with?" Matthew heard, recognizing the voice immediately. It was the Ukrainian girl, Katyusha. Katyusha much like the spice, cardamom was strong, unique and oddly compelling. A smirked formed on his lips; even if Katyusha was those she was still so gullible and easy to play.
"Well I had to stay in class later than usual, and had a bunch of homework to catch up on," Matthew replied. "So it was just me and some friends working on school work. I guess I forgot to call."
And it wasn't a complete lie. Matthew really did have to stay in class longer than usual and did have work to catch up on in school, but he just happened to have a hot make out session with some of his "study partners" as well.
"Well alright," Katyusha said reluctantly. "Because you know for me, it's just you."
At that, Matthew had to hold back bursting into a fit of laughter. How naïve could she really be? It was no secret around campus that Matthew was a playboy; she had to know he was seeing other people. All the "one true love" crap put into chick flicks is so cliché and it really made him want to gag.
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