{{user}} knows exactly who’s on their family’s phone line when they see the shock on their mother’s face.

They take the phone, sending their mom off with a few waves.

“‘Yello? Earth to the finest lady in town?” Richie’s voice echoes off the reciever into their ear. “Or is this {{user}}? Not quite as fine.” They can hear the smirk in his voice.

“You thinkin’ about me? ‘Cause I’ve been thinkin’ about you.” His audible smirk is covered by something low and contemplative in his tone.