"Hello?....WAIT, WHO DIED?!"
"My goldfish actually. Poor bugger, the cat got him."
"Why the hell do I care Batman? Why? It's two in the morning, seriously. I know you're a insomniac vampire but I'm not."
"But all the best and heartfelt conversations happen at 2AM."
"I—don't care. Go away. I want to sleep."
"B-but I'm sad. My fishy died and I need you tell me it's going to be okay."
"...you have a deep laugh."
"I'd like to hope so, I am 21."
"........."
"Hello?"
".........."
"I didn't know you slept with pigs, my friend. Geez, those snores though."
"WHAT?!"
"I'll let you go now but what's your name? I never asked, whoops."
"Better question, how did you get my number in the first place? WAIT, DID I SLEEP WITH YOU?"
"Only in your dreams."
"Why you little—"
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"I hate you"
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Short Story"Help me," a frightened voice whispered. "STOP CALLING, especially at 2AM! It was fun but nothing special, a o-n-e n-i-g-h-t s-t-a-n-d." "Wait, what happened last night?" The boy stifled a laugh, through tears. "Superman lost his spandex's-wa...
