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What's your name?

MoTulip864 is typing...

I chew at my shirt anxiously, waiting for the next message to arrive. It felt like she was typing for hours. I was so excited I couldn't help but bounce up and down on my bed, keeping my eyes glued to the phone.

"I'm so happy you answered! Tell me a litle about your small side Logan."

I bite my lip as I type away, hoping to cover every aspect of my small side, even though I'm still finding out new things each day about lil Logan. I smile as I read over my response for the third time. "That sums it up." I hit send and giggle as I wait for her to read it.

"I usually slip into the younger ages, about 1-2 years old. I know most regressors are older so I apologize in advance for that. I fit the description of any other small boy out there. Dinosaurs, coloring, cars and trucks the basics Lol."

"Omg your perfect! It must be scary regressing that young all alone huh bub? Where do you live sweetheart?"

I giggle and cover my face as my cheeks turn red at the nickname. I can feel myself starting to regress again and for once I don't try to stop it. I stop typing for a minute and slide my pacifier back in my mouth.

"I'm from New York, more towards the city, how about you?"

"Me too! That's perfect. Same time zone! Speaking of time, that means its way past your bedtime!"

I gasp and giggle, checking the clock and hiding under my blanket right away. Ah definitely a mommy, already talking about bedtimes the worst rule for a small.

"It's only midnight, I don't have work until 9!"

"Oh if you were my tiny you'd be in bed fast asleep by 10. Babies need their rest! I'll save you to my favorites and we can chat in the morning. Sweet dreams tiny prince."

I blush a deep shade of red as I re read the message. I didn't even know you could save a chat. That changes the game. I can't wipe this love sick puppy smile off my face, this girl is killing me.

"Wait! What's your name?"

MoTulip864 is typing...

"Ah ah ah, privacy rules munchkin. You'll know more about me one day but for now, you can call me Tulip, how does that sound?"

"I'm going off on a hunch here but I think you like tulips ;)"

"What a smart boy! I have a tattoo on my wrist of one actually, roses are so cliché you know? Tulips are what true hopeless romantics go for. Now get to bed or a time out will be waiting!

I frown as I wish her a good night and set my phone down on my night stand. I wanted to know more about her. I needed to know her name, her likes, her dislikes, hell I really want to know what she looks like. I was a very curious boy and she was intentionally playing with my curiosity.

I laid down and pulled my blankets up, grabbing my stuffed dinosaur Rexy and cuddling him as my eyes closed. I wanted to start this off by being well behaved, even if it means bedtime.

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I roll over, waking up as I fall to the floor. "What the- oh fuck no." I quickly grab my clock and curse as the time reads 9:30. My alarm decided not to go off this morning making me very late for my shift.

I've been talking to Tulip non stop for two weeks now and her bedtime rules are literally making me insane. My sleep schedule is all messed up, who knew sleeping late was actually helping me get to work on time. I quickly throw on my uniform and race to the fire house.

"Oh you decided to work today huh?" I grab my bag running in past the cheif. "I'm sorry I'm late cheif, I haven't been sleeping too well and -" Stanley grabs my shoulder laughing. "Logan, I wasn't being sarcastic, you're not on schedule today." I hit my head against one of the trucks in embarrassment and defeat. "No worries son, glad you showed up, Kinely called out, you're up."
I nodd my head, making my way to my ambulance and doing a quick check through.

I hear a knock on the back and I open it up, smiling as I see my best bud. "Hey lover boy, hows that girl?" I shake my head, throwing him a box of alcoholic wipes. "Very good, been talking to her for exactly two weeks." Bentley smiles, placing everything in the right compartments. "That's good man, I'm happy for you, no more crying over that other ..girl."

I freeze as the mention of my ex rings in my ears. "Uh yeah, how about you how's Veronica?" I stare off as thoughts of her flood my head.

Logan you need to grow up! You are not a baby and I'm so sick of this I really am. "Babe..you- I don't understand you agreed to caring for me when I regress..I can't help it please I don't do it on purpose! "Well I didn't know it was a full time gig Logan, Were just growing apart that's all. I'm sorry.

"Dude ? Earth to dude you okay?" I shake my head and nodd. "Yeah sorry um.." I get cut off, or saved rather by the alarm. "Alright lets go save some lives." I smile and jump into the passenger seat as Bentley drives off, blaring the sirens.

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"Tough call huh boss?" I nodd limping out of the truck. "Logan careful on that leg man." I shurg, limping away to the main couches. "It's alright, just a good sprain, grab me a water will ya?" Bentley nodds and heads off to the kitchen as I grab my phone.

"Tulip? Could use a good talk with you right about now."

MoTulip864 is typing...

"What's up bubs, you okay?"

"Not really, sprained my ankle real bad, I'm at work but I feel like I'm regressing. Help."

"Logan how did you hurt your ankle? You need to ice it and keep your foot up please. Can you go home early?"

"Can't. Wasn't even suppose to be in. Accidentally came in on my day off "

"Aw pumpkin! Lol I'm sorry but that's too cute. Anything I can do?"

"Just talking to you is making me feel better, I just hope it heals fast, I have a big presentation in a week."

"Big buissness man? How'd you spain an ankle at an office? I know what will cheer you up!"

"Ha! Not even close, I'd tell you what my profession was but that'd be against the privacy rules lol what is going to cheer me up?"

"Oh tuché sunshine, if you got a work related injury I bet your a hands on worker huh? I'll figure it out Loganberrie , but to cheer you up you get to ask ONE question and I have to answer deal?"

I smile wide and almost jump up in excitement when I read it. This is my chance. What can I ask though? I lock my phone as a water bottle is thrown my way. "Hey Bent? If you had one chance to ask a girl one question what would it be?" He taps his chin and plops down next to me. "What she looks like duh!" I think for a minute before I type.

"What's your name? Please! Logan is very hurt!"

MoTulip864 is typing...

"Hannah"