"Tutu, stop fucking screaming. What the fuck?"

"Keep it down... oh my fuck, my head feels like someone had a go at it with a sledgehammer."

"No, the important question is, what in the world made you call me so early?"

"Because you blew up my phone - seven times, sweetheart."

"Tutu, not at my finest right now."

"I'm so fucking tired."

"Christ. What the fuck happened last night?"

"Yeah, I drank my ass off."

"Did I- did I say something stupid last night?"

"No, no, I mean usually when I'm high I talk a lot- mostly what I dont really mean. I regret the conversations I have when I'm drunk, so did I say something hurtful or m-"

"What would that be?"

"And, that's all?"

"What?"

"So, I was annoying."

"Fuck off."

"...I'm okay, Tutu."

"Boiled eggs?"

"Fuck, shut up, I got it. I'll tell Maria."

"My maid."

"No! Hell no, Jesus. She works here- one of the many maids at home."

"What a shame."

"God... You're always up so early?"

"Where?"

"Tell me, I'll come and see you."

"So, we can play tonsil hockey, together. Duh."

"And I'll be thinking of you all the while."

"No, don't talk about yourself like that."

you're

"See? I might be the one with a dick b-but, you're the real dick in this relationship."

what relationship

"The one where you call me to check if I'm okay."

"But, you flirt with me."

"But, you put up with me."

"But, you could block me."

"But, you don't care about what anybody wants."

"Tutu! You can't say shit like that. It makes me... soft."

"You wound me, my love."

"...You're such a bitch."

"But you make me feel a little less miserable, so that's okay."

forced

"Thank you, Tutu. It was great- waking up to your voice."

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hedjkjbiefk this was cute to write.

i wish i had someone like maxon in my life— 👀

#SINGLEGANG lmfao

anyways, what do y'all think of this short chapter