❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞
"I'm going to commit suicide in one months time."
"I think you have the wrong number."
"It can't be t...
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"I don't know who the hell you are but you are quite literally the only person on her contact list apart from me and I can't exactly call myself for help so I can't bring myself to care. You're going to help me Lost Girl."
"Uh...it's Lost Boy actually."
"Doesn't matter. You're going to help me."
"Why on earth would I do that? I don't even know you. Come to think of it, why do you have Super-girl's phone? Did you kidnap her? You little-"
"No. Of course I didn't. What on earth are y-"
"SUPER-GIRL! SUPER-GIRL! CAN YOU HEAR ME?"
"Are you trying to make my ears bleed?"
"Yes, now what have you done with Super-girl?"
"Super-girl?"
"The owner of the phone you're holding."
"I have some serious questions to ask that girl."
"You know her?"
"I'm her cousin."
"Wait...hold up. As in the same cousin who was bleeding to death in an alleyway?"
"The very same."
"So... you're not dead?"
"I'm speaking to you right now. Yes. Of course I'm dead. I just came back to haunt a boy I've never met because you know, why not?"
