Dearest, Clementine,
Hi. I'm going to make this short but sweet, mostly because I have no way with words. I'll start off by saying, I'm absolutely flattered that you expected me to be just a random caller who wouldn't come back. Didja really think I'd just leave after hearing that beautiful voice? Hell no, I wanted to get to know you and see how else you were as a person. I mean, the episode with Lilly was a bit frustrating, it was like God took my sunshine away for a day. You know? Second of all, the process of me falling in love with you happened very quickly. I'm a sucker for respect and affection. Don't get me started on the nicknames, those killed me. But yeah, Clemmy Cloo the Soo Noo Doo. Before I do my final 'mic drop', I'm going to suggest something. How about we meet up? No harm in seeing you face to face. As my final sentence in this shit paragraph, I shall write the sentence you've been waiting for: I love you, Clementine Marsh. You are my world, my stars, my moon. I would give anything to be with you.
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emotional support hotline//gabentine au
Fanfictiona series of phone calls in which gabe seeks emotional help when it comes to seeing kate and javi develop feelings for one another.
