in which a silly boy named Niall attempts to ask a girl he adores on a date through cheesy pickup lines.

❝I- what? What are you talking about? Who is this?❞ ❝Well the bathroom stall says that this number is the gateway to a good time, and unless you're trying to say that a bathroom stall is lying to me, I think I need a little more information to be sold. Do you have like a yelp page I could look up? Past customer reviews? How many stars out of five?❞ ❝What are yo- oh my god, I'm going to fucking kill Marie.❞ (alternatively called: a lot of people shit with pens) written in dialogue // cover by xhemmingshugsx

a series of phone calls between may and the misunderstood ⇝ ❝you little stalker! i am going to ask you think one last time, who are you and why are you calling me?❞ ❝i'm the misunderstood and this little stalker just needs someone to understand❞ dialogue story//© voidann-

❝ the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong. you just stop talking.❞

"Hello, this is Little Talks Teen Hotline. How may I help you?" "Yeah, can I have a large meat-lover's with a two-liter Pepsi? Thanks a bunch." "Uh, ma'am, this isn't Pizza Hut." [ Inspired by stereoactive's " Pizzeria Boy " ]

In which an optimistic girl tries to fix a broken boy. But a helpline can only do so much. ████████████████ Written in dialogue form. Also written when I was like 15 so please don't come for me :') Not a prequel to "Parent Helpline". © @MiaNightlock. Cover(s) made by @grayscns, @DannieBlack_LCB, and myself.

"I can sense the smile." "I can feel the smile." "I can telepathically see the smile." "Shut up. I'm not smiling." "Then you're grinning?" "At the thought of your face flushing down my toilet." --- When two sixteen-year-olds, worlds apart as a result of their own personal dysfunctions, meet and fall in love via text messages. [Highest Rank #155 in Short Story]