"Woman, why the shitty frick are you calling me at one in the morning! A man needs his beauty rest!"
"I'm scared..."
"What? Skye, what's wrong?"
"So you see, my fat ass was starving so I went to Seven-Eleven."
"Jesus, Jesus, Jesus."
"Took the words out of my mouth."
"Well, are you there yet?"
"Yup, what flavor slushy should I get?"
"Blueberry, duh?"
"Ew, cherry it is."
"I-Did you-Skye I know damn well-"
"Hah! I'm getting cherry now, what flavor gummy worms now?"
"Sour, Skye. How can you even ask that?"
"..."
"Skye?"
"..."
"You there?"
"A-Auggie?"
"Skye, what's wrong?"
"Auggie two men in here are fighting..."
"What? Skye get out of there!"
"August- I'm scared."
"Skye I need you to calm down and get out of there, please run."
"August-No! No get off! Get off of me! Ah-"
"..."
"Skye!?"
"Skye say something- Goddamnit!"
"Skye!"
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Telephone Therapy ✓
Short StoryTwo teenagers, one payphone, one wrong number. What could possibly go right? ✦ "Hey hey, pretty stranger." "Hey hey, stranger." "Wow, just stranger? Not even devilishly handsome witty stranger?" "Take it or leave it." "Duly noted." ✦ Do not transla...
