"..."

"..."

"Shut up, you dog! I'm getting to you in a second."

"Sorry, that wasn't for you. I was talking to Whistle."

"My dog."

"Just got him yesterday, yeah."

"Good, I guess."

"No... just a bit. Not too much, it's just the first day."

"...I feel better. But, I'm fucking scared like what if she judges me or-or thinks that I really am to blame-"

"You still tried to kill yourself."

"...I'm scared."

"...You know why I'm doing this?"

"And for you too."

"You deserve someone so much better than the fucked piece of shit I am."

"Good. I'm gonna be that better person."

"For?"

"Reverse, Tutu."

"...This feels so cliché."

"It so is. Falling in love over the phone."

"Um... well, I am. In love with you."

"I failed-"

Come on

"Um, wait... je t'aime."

"...Jeg er forelsket i deg."

"...Se agapo."

"Ti amo, tanto."

"Fuck yes, I will. I'll buy a fucking crown, too."

"I'm not."

"When he hands it over to me, it becomes mine."

"Whatever, let me spoil you."

"There's gotta be something."

"..."

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so, all their conversations are not exactly back to back, this might be occuring after a few days (nights) and it's not like right after- the next night. which means, they would've obviously talked about stuff - continuing it in the content i write. i will not give a FULL insight of what happened, because that'll take a shit load of time and space and this is a SHORT STORY.

just clearing up any confusion. lmao.

love y'all