dylan | tahlie | nate
"um, hello."
"this is dylan from the cupid helpline, how can i be of service?"
"i'm tahlie and, well, i have this problem with my boyfriend and its kind of serious."
"i'm here to help."
"well, uh it's kind of hard to talk about."
"i'm here to help you, not judge you. any problem you have, i'm positive we can help you."
"he, uh, he doesn't exist."
"excuse me?"
"you heard me, he doesn't exist."
"and how do you expect me to help with that?"
"go on a date with me, duh! you, me, the dream cream, saturday at four. what do you say?"
"tahlie! you weren't supposed to ask him out!"
"oops, sorry nate!"
"um, i'm afraid i can't go on a date with you. terribly sorry to disappoint."
"why not? i was so looking forward to it! my boyfriend hasn't taken me on a date in three months!"
"tahlie!"
"okay, that was a lie. he hasn't taken me on a date in two weeks. but why can't you go on a date with me?"
"because i don't know you. for all i know, you could be some lonely forty year old woman."
"how dare you? i happen to be eighteen!"
"i'm going to hang up now."
"bye dylan! it was nice talking to you!"
call ended
"tahlie! why did you ask him out?"
"because you told me to. it was a dare, remember?"
"a dare to waste their time, not embarrass me by asking someone else out and then bitching about how i don't take you out enough!"
"alright, jeez, i'm sorry!"
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The Cupid Helpline | ongoing
Short Storyit started out as a dare- tahlie calling up- trying to waste their time, but add in a very pushy best friend, a lot of over-the-phone arguments, a potentially cheating boyfriend, and more than a few relationship problems, and she finds herself getti...
