❝Sorry, my battery died out yesterday.❞
❝Are you okay, Ethan?❞
❝Now that I'm talking to Robotic Mary, of course I'm okay!❞
❝I can sense sarcasm expertly, you know?❞
❝. . . You're good at sensing stuff! Expect to be called Sensei from now on!❞
❝Damn it. I was growing to like Robotic Mary.❞
❝So. . .what's your actual name? And don't say pRivaTE ImForMAtIOn iS SOmEthInG wE do nOT suPPlY, cause I think we're past that now.❞
❝But I don't think we are though. You still haven't finished what you were saying yesterday.❞
❝If I tell you, will you tell me your name?❞
❝It's a deal.❞
❝So, tell me.❞
❝Ugh fine. It's . . .Rowan. There. I did it. Oh no, now I'm gonna get killed by an axe murderer named Ethan.❞
❝Not so easily. But. . .Rowan Atkinson? Oh my God, you're Mr. Bean!❞
❝Well I mean, I can't really deny that. . .❞
❝I'm shooketh.❞
❝Ooh, Shakespeare. Don't tell me you're one of those people who say stuff like, "I'm shook" and play with fidget spinners 25/8.❞
❝I mean, I can't really deny that. . .❞
❝I'm hanging up!❞
❝What?! Noooooo. Robotic Mary! You can't do this to me!❞
BEEEEEEEEEEEP!
«Call Ended»
❝Damn it.❞
❝I did try playing with fidget spinners by the way. They don't work. Nothing does.❞
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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.
