"Hi."

"I've loads of money. I'm stinking rich."

"A friend, I guess. Is that too much to ask for?"

breathe

"Exactly. They just want the attention and... money. I don't-"

"We both know you're different."

"What the fuck."

"My interest is piqued, tell me more."

"Yeah, that's quite messed up."

"...We all are."

"Yes, you are my help."

"The latter."

"There's no wrong or right, just you."

Are you lost, babygirl?

"I'd like to say something but you wouldn't appreciate it. Listen, I picked a random number... more like borrowed it, and it just so happened to be yours."

Why?

"..."

"You've morbid conversation skills."

"You're also a sore listener. I did just tell you."

"I don't remember giving you a choice."

"Finally. I'm-"

"I'm bored. And lonely, okay? I'm pretty sure everyone is."

"You... are my 911."

"I- hey, listen, I gotta go right now, I'll call you tomorrow, yeah? Stay safe."