❝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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"So you're not going to school?"
"You don't sound too alarmed."
"Why would I be? Believe it or not I don't take joy in sending one of the only people I actually give a damn about into a battlefield of degrading insults."
"That doesn't mean to say that I don't require education."
"You're smart enough already woman. I've heard the way you speak to that celebrity boy; you speak like you're the next Shakespeare or something."
"I guess all the reading I've done has paid off."
"If by 'paid off' you mean: driving us all mad with cryptic analogies that not even psychologists can understand whilst somewhat having a really powerful message behind your words then, yes. Yes Cleo, your reading has paid off."
"Was that sarcasm boy?"
"Why yes, your Royal Highness, this lowly commoner has the courage to use the vile act in your presence."
"Shut up."
"It made you laugh though."
"Yeah...it did. You always manage to find a way to make me smile."
