Before Whatsapp

He was calling her who was calling him who had been thinking about her who had been thinking about him who wanted to maybe have dinner with her who had picked a cozy little restaurant to nonchalantly suggest to him who doubted he had a chance with her who couldn’t really imagine why she would interest him who had had to blowtorch his cold feet to call her who was battling hyperactive butterflies because she had never been the type to make the first move until she met him who hadn’t been able to focus on anything but her who had been having daydreams day and night about him who was already forgetting his well-rehearsed opening lines while calling her who was blushing a radioactive scarlet while calling him who was half-expecting a “Sorry? Who?” from her who was ready to bail at the first sign of disinterest from him who then heard the busy signal and figured some guy with a fast car must be wooing her who heard the busy signal and assumed some girl prettier than herself must be cooing at him who hung up the phone and decided to pick another time to call her who clicked off the phone with a sigh of relief and never got brave enough again to call him who by and by abandoned the idea of calling her.