Our Numbered Days ∥ fillie

awkward.

chapter seventeen.

"finnie!"

"i need a better nickname for you but nothing fucking works with millie, dammit."

"you can try finnlard, but i promise you it'll get you nowhere."

"i'll never give up, mills. i'm bound to come up with something sooner or later."

"ha! says the one who slams his phone down every time he hears the word 'bulge' in a drarry fan-fiction. you're so sensitive, you know that?"

"it was uncomfortable for me, okay?! i wasn't comfortable with it! i need to feel secure with my manly sexuality, mills!"

"oh please! any guy who reads those kinds of fan-fictions are totally more secure with their 'manly sexuality'. it only proves while reading all that beautiful gayness going around, that they're still one hundred percent straight."

"i'm comfortable with my sexuality, just not comfortable with all those sexual images flying around that's vividly expressed over the phone by a teen helpline operator who is also my best friend!"

"what are you finnie?! it's like you're me when i'm on my period!"

"that's impossible, because i'm a guy! a straight guy! i'm straighter than a ruler! want me to come over and prove it to you?!"

"..well, i uh.."

"..well this got awkward."

"yeah it did.. talk to you later, finnie."

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