THE NEXT DAY
❝Hello, this is —❞
❝Whoa, dude. Why is this random number saved into my phone? Who the hell are you?❞
❝Excuse me?❞
❝Nah, I won't squeeze you, don't worry. Just please explain why I have a Robotic Mary saved into my contacts.❞
❝Robotic Mary, eh?❞
❝Yeah. . .and there's like a skull emoji at the end.❞
❝Hmm. . .❞
❝. . .❞
❝Would you, by any chance, like your childhood back?❞
❝. . .❞
❝. . .❞
❝Y–you're not psychic, are you?❞
❝Nope, I'm just Robotic Mary.❞
❝But you sound so. . .human.❞
❝And you sound so childish. Life's complicated, deal with it.❞
❝. . .❞
❝Did I just hear a shiver?❞
❝N-No!❞
❝Oh my God. Are you scared of me?❞
❝What?! Nooooo. I'm a manly man. I don't easily get scared of strange, fortune-telling women. Nuh-uh.❞
❝You're going to end the call now—❞
CALL ENDED
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Childish
Short Story❝Hi, I finished my free trial of adulthood and am no longer interested. Therefore, I wanna cancel my subscription. Is there a manager I can speak to?❞ in which a messed up, drunken boy calls the local helpline, asking for his childhood back.
