a phone call between mikaela and nicholas at twelve am
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nicoshit 🫥
00:01
do you hate me?
do you?
i always do
you called for this?
you answered
why did you answer?
because i hate you?
what an odd person
did you take me home at sir jav's birthday celebration?
. . .
i did
i knew it
you surely erased our call history no?
mhm
haha, ano nanamang sinabi ko sayo?
you simply asked me to bring you home
you miss me
you hate me
i don't miss you
i certainly do not
im glad you don't
but i hate you
tell me something i don't know, mikaela
. . .
i won't remember this, no?
that's the reason why you're always honest when i call you drunk
right
so why don't you tell me something I'll forget eventually?
nico, is that too much to ask?
. . .
hmm, nico?
mikaela
i am mad at you
i know that already
but i still want your–
. . .
fuck
let's end this call, mikaela. it's not worth the time
nico, we'll never end this conversation without you telling me something i do not know. i'll keep calling you and i might just barge in your unit
why are you going this far, mika?
because i hate you
you are not making sense
we never make any sense, nico
you hate me, i hate you yet something– something is burning in between us
fuck, mikaela. i refuse to have this conversation
you're mad drunk, magpahinga ka na
no
it makes me mad that im mad at you yet i crave for your lips on mine, mikaela.
fuck, i don't care how much rage you have for me. i don't care how i fucking hate you, mikaela because right now, my rage is burning for your fingertips on my nape– your touch
. . .
you're not talking again
lagi namang ganito
end this call, mikaela
i still haven't told you something you dont know
forget it
you'll forget about this call anyway
i did not drink, nico
i was sober the whole time
Call Ended.
