"good evening, this is suicid-"
"helpline, how may I help you"
"yeah, talk about being rude."
"it's a part of daddy asher's style."
"did you just refer to yourself as daddy asher?"
"i may or may not have."
"ew, get a life, you creep."
"atleast, I don't work at a helpline."
"ouch-"
"it's 2:14 am, and you're still working."
"it's 2:14 am, and you're still not in bed-"
"it's a part of my dark aura"
"do you say that about the bags under your eyes too?"
"they're Gucci."
"you're such a cocky ass-"
"ass is a swear word."
"ass could also refer to a donkey and not your backside."
"just swear, goddamnit."
"nope, no can do."
"ugh, what is your name again?"
"i haven't even told you my name."
"oh, so I don't know your name?"
"yep, it's a part of my mystery aura."
"so, if you don't have a name, can I call you mine?"
"ASHER-"
"oops, i'm sleepy. bye."
-beep beep-
"what the heck?"
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Healing Asher
Short Storyin which a suicidal boy, learns how to drown his demons from a girl who is learning to live with her own. [lower case for stylistic purposes] [highest rank - #124 in short story as on 11-12-2016] cover by - @crookednights
