Help Me Hotline ☹ Muke

a lovely mess

Michael's hands were shaking, he was mentally screaming at himself for fucking up so badly.

Mc : FUCK

Mc : FUCKFUCKFUCK L

Lh : thats a lot of fucks bro

Mc : I FUCKED UP

Lh : chillllllll. what'd you do exactly?

Mc : my friend caught me

Mc : he fucking caught me

Lh : CAUGHT YOU WHAT??

Mc : HE CAUGHT ME WALKING OUT OF THE BATHROOM AND WAS LIKE DUDE WHY THE HELL ARE YOU ALWAYS GOIJG THERE ADTER EATING AND I TRIED TO COME UP WUTH SOMETHING BUT HE LOOKED ME UP AND DOWN AND HE WAS LIKS I THINK I NEED TO KEEP AM EYE ON YOU. FUCJ

Lh : babe I need you to breathe, okay set your phone down and take deep breaths. Count down from ten over until you're calm

So that's what Michael did.

Lh : fuck I seem insanely bipolar

Lh : maybe its because I'm not drunk today, I haven't been since yesterday which is a long time for me

Lh : I'm still so mad at myself though

Lh : my friend,

Lh : the one I talked to you about yesterday?

Lh : he won't come near me

Lh : he flinches around my other friend

Lh : its so damn sad

Lh : he used to be so happy and excitable and now he's always quiet and anxious

Lh : I feel horrible

Mc : its okay, it obviously can't be all your fault. Maybe something really brought him down lately and he needs some space. You should at least try to talk to him maybe, idk he seems really sad and scared.

Lh : thanks M, I'll do that right now

*Both have disconnected*

So Luke made his way towards Michael's room, where the door was luckily locked because he wouldn't have wanted to see the sight behind the door.

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I need to stop updating bc this is Reileys fic, oopsie

Also should I make a chapter continuing from this or nah??

[btw the song is by front porch step]
[i hate the dude, love the lyrics]