There was a moment of silence, partly because Mia didn't know what to say, and partly because she was pretty sure her throat had sealed shut to the point that she couldn't breathe. Mia's fingers curled into her comforter as she struggled to regain composure, to little avail. "You called me... to get... my best friend's number... so you could ask her on a date?" She was infuriated to realize there were tears building up in her eyes, and she had never been so glad that he couldn't see her face over the phone, even if he might have heard a bit of it in her voice.