Second Chances (A The Black Phone Fix-It)

The Writers: Soren Caddel

Author's Note: Hi guys. I'm so sorry that this is so late. My parents took away anything that I could write on for a few months :( I don't even know why but that's besides the point. Also school is literally kicking my butt. AAAAHHHH but its fiiinnneee. This one might be shorter but I'll try my best. Im sooo busy rn :,)
But basically what's happening in this part rn is that I'm doing the day in the life of Soren Caddel. He is important later. So it all kind of makes more sense and this is where he meets his new intern. Also I tried to make him realistic... so he's modeled after me! (Kindaaaa)
-A♡

Trigger Warnings: A decent amount of cursing... (idk what's a decent amount tbh)

Chapter:

I'm bored. I have 2 hours to be ready. It should only take me 15 minutes to get ready. I should start now though. God I'm so fucking tired. I need coffee. I head to the kitchen and grab the coffee beans and start to make the coffee.
"I WILL be early today." I say looking around my kitchen while waiting for it to brew. I'm kind of hungry. I go to the fridge and open it and stand there looking at it. "Ughhhhh there's nothingggg" I groan. I walk away completely forgetting about my coffee and go upstairs. I grab my iPad. "I will only draw for like an hour." I mumble. I get drawing then suddenly I hear my alarm go off. I check the time. Shit. I have 4 minutes. I sprint to the kitchen because they'd where I put my key. It's not there. I say "OMG! Why the hell does this ALWAYS HAPPEN!! Forget it. My new intern will probably help me... uhm with my luck maybe not. They'll probably be later than me." I grimace. I look in the fridge. Nothing. I look in the freezer. Nothing. I groan and grab some cheese and grab my coat and then I freeze. "I'm 109% forgetting something... CRAZY CAT! MY BABY NOODLE!" I run towards my cats room. "I'm sorry love!" I say as he scampers up my arm. "Noodle... do you know what else I'm forgetting? FUCK! MY COFFEE!! Damnit ! I only brewed one!" I say rubbing my hands over my face. I sprint to the kitchen-with my cat sucure in his pouch- and stop by the fridge and open it. "Nothing!" I grumble as I grab my cup of coffee and down all of it. "How can I only have NOTHINGGGG!" I frown. "Shoot! Now I'm really late!!" I scramble towards the portal. Then I freeze again. I forgot something. I got my cheese. My coffee. My cat.... Shoes! I freaking forgot shoes! How could someone forget shoes! I need new ones. Oohhh! Maybe- WORK! I need to go! I run towards then I step through it. "God I hate this part." I say as I feel like I'm being squeezed through a 10 inch tube, while being stretched and shrunken. Then agter mere seconds I teleport to outside the cube.... It's boring... I wish I could make it more funnnnnn... I groan. I go up to it and knock. No answer. Damnit. I grab my phone and it's dead. I manage to find the spare key. I enter the cube (it's just a fancy way of calling the building that they work in. There's a cube inside of the big building cube for the writers to work. I go to my friend's (Darius's) booth and knock. He answers. Looks at me and says "Here's your coffee. I know you forgot the second cup again."
I in-fact very much did. "Thanks man." I grimace.
"Here's a key to your cube. I had a copy made. For your dumbass. Dude this happens Every. Fricking. Day. I'll come back later to grab it back." Darius says.
"Thanks man. Your a lifesaver." I chuckle. "SHOOT! I need to go." I run off back to my cube. Cube isn't the right word for it. It makes it sound so sterile and gross. Some are... I avoid those.. it usually means that the occupants are boring... But mine isn't! I had painted all over the outside over time. The first paintings are on the left side of the door. And my newest on the right. I kinda like the huge difference to show how much I've improved. But it kinda makes me cringe. On the inside.. "Gah!" Shoot. I just freaking stubbed my toe! What a clutz. On the inside it's very much giving cottage core. God. I gotta stop saying that. I've been saying that since I was 17. But anyways. I love it so much. I have put in wood beams and vines everywhere! Oh! And this magnificent bookshel-
"SHOOT! SHOOT! IM LATE! IM LATE! IM LATE!" Someone shouts.
I turn around and collide into the someone.
"Oh jeez. Im sorry! I'm just...quite late." The person says. I look up and see a girl who looks about my age.
"It's fine. When am I not late? I can't judge." I say smiling.
"Oh, thank you!" She says smiling.
"What's up. What brings you here?" I ask.
"I'm here shadowing a... Soren Caddel...? Do you know them?" She says looking around and at her welcome paper.
My smile drops to a grimace.
Her smile drops. And she starts to panic. "What's wrong? Are they ok? What-"
"Shoot. Miss,  I'm sorry to scare you. I'm Soren Caddel and I'm your mentor." I say waving my hands trying to calm her nerves.
"Oh! Ok that's good... but what's with that face." She says still fidgeting.
"Oh... just the lateness is going to be a problem. If we're both late all the time that's notttttt gonna end well..." I grimace.
"Oh shoot. That wouldn't be good. Haha!" She laughs.
"You look familiar. Do I know you?" I inquire.
"Me? No. I'm new." She says.
I know I know her. I just don't know where. It's almost like I've seen most of her life... oh my god!
"Hang on. Do you have a son?" I snap my fingers.
"Yeah... I do... why?" She says taken a bit aback.
"I think your kid is the kid I watch over!... Finney Blake, right? He has a sister. Names Gwenney?-"I start to say as she cuts me off.
"Finn!? Gwennie?! Yes yes! They are both mine!" She exclaims.
"Well I'll be! That's so funny! Usually that neverrrr happens.... SHOOT! Introductions! Haha! Im turning out to be a terrable mentor! Anyways... As you know I'm Soren Caddel, your mentor... person... thing? Yeah. Idk what to call it because I knowwww I'm not a good role model." I say laughing slightly.
"I'm Amy! Amy Blake! Nice to meet you!" She says shaking my hand. I think this is going to be an interesting mentorship.