Our Numbered Days ∥ fillie

more please?

chapter four.

"hi there! this is the teen helpline. having any troubles or─

"yeah, yeah cut the shit. it's me, finn."

"finnie!"

"please stop calling me that."

"i could stop, but i won't. anyways, what's the issue? feeling extra suicidal today or just the normal dose of wanting to throw yourself off a cliff?"

"you are literally the worst phone operator out there. like for real, you suck."

"well that was uncalled for, but just for your information i was voted best phone operator last year.. and it doesn't even matter that it's only me and two other girls, that's beside the point."

"ugh, whatever. i'm here for the second chapter of.. harry potter."

"really? you liked it?! see i told you that you would!"

"yeah whatever just start reading okay? i woke up today wanting to hear more of it. it's like, the only thing keeping me going i guess."

"mhm, no that's cool. but uh, that's a sad life you got there finnie. but who can blame you? the magical world of wizards and─

"millie."

"yeah?"

"please, just read the book."

"i got it right here, i'm just flipping to chapter two! ..you know, maybe i should start charging you for this aloud audio service."

"no! please don't. this could be uh, part of the whole therapy session. maybe this'll change my mind about killing myself."

"very well then, i mean you do have a good point there. ahem, chapter two..."