>>9312402“Well, I am A Dave,” I manage to reply, covering my fear and confusion with what confidence I can muster, “but I don’t believe I’m the Dave you’re looking for.”
“You didn’t say you wanted to get Taco Bell?”
“Not to you.” I thought to myself. There’s a strange fear gripping me. “How the FUCK could he know about a private conversation with my roommate.” There’s absolutely no way this stranger could know, and this doesn’t seem like a prank, not that my roommate is one to play such nonsense in the first place.
