"This is Starbucks, how may I help you?"
"Starbucks? You guys have a hotline?"
"Yep. What can I get you?"
"Oh, nothing. I just called a random number."
"You just called a random number?"
"Yep."
"Uh, okay. Well, bye."
"Wait!"
"I have to go."
"We should be friends."
"Friends? Why?"
"I don't know, you sound cool."
"Well, thank you. But I really have to get back to work."
"Do they give you like, discounts or something?"
"On holidays and stuff. What's the point of this again?"
"We're becoming friends."
"No we're not."
"What's your name?"
"This isn't 20 questions, buddy. I have to go."
"If you really had to go, you would've hung up by now."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Maybe you like talking to me."
"You wish."
"I never caught your name."
"I never threw it."
"Aren't you funny?"
"I get that a lot."
"Well, I'm Finn Wolfhard. The coolest, hottest guy you'll ever meet."
"Well, Finn Wolfhard, it was lovely talking to you, but I have a job to do."
"Just tell me your name, please?"
"Alright, fine. It's Millie. Millie Bobby Brown."
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starbucks hotline ↬ fillie
Fanfic[completed] ✧ " This is Starbucks, what can I get you? "