The Ten-Million-Dollar Prank Call Chapter 2

The chat went wild:

[Riley’s contact name for him is killing me! A 'Great Ass'? She’s real for that.]

[Wait, Brianna knows his schedule? She knows he’s sleeping?]

[Are Brianna and Hudson dating? I’ve heard rumors they spent New Year’s together.]

[Riley is so thirsty, calling a guy with a name like that on live TV.]

Finally, the call connected.

"Hello?"

A raspy, tired male voice filled the studio. It was deep, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing. He was clearly in bed.

I looked at Brianna, who was blushing.

Wait... are they actually a thing?

If so, Hudson, I mourn for your taste. She’s as shallow as a sidewalk puddle.

Hudson sounded annoyed. "Riley? It’s eight in the morning. I’ve been asleep for two hours. This better be a life-or-death emergency."

I snapped back to reality and delivered my line.

"Can I borrow two million dollars to buy a dress?"

Insult me! Come on, say it!

There was a pause on the other end. Then, he spoke.

"How about I just skin myself and let you wear me?"

...

The host and guests were stifling laughs. The chat was calling me a gold-digger.

I didn't give up. I decided to go full chaotic.

"Even if you stood naked in front of me, I’d still ignore you, dig through your pockets, and Venmo myself from your phone."

"Sorry, I don't do 'hurting men's feelings,' but I definitely do 'taking your money.'"