❝Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night.❞
❝That would be you.❞
❝You're a smooth motherfucker, aren't you?❞
In which Nico desperately needs advice and finds a payphone, but he has nobody to call.
And then the payphone rings.
And Nico answers.
And ov...
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"She's..."
"She's pregnant, Nico."
"Is it h— I mean, is the father..."
"It's the teacher."
"Are you sure? Maybe she just made a conscious decision to become morbidly obese? Maybe she—"
"I'm sure, Nico. She's sure."
"You talked to her?"
"She called me on a private number. She was over the moon, I honestly don't think I've ever heard her happier."
"Oh. But surely that doesn't mean she's going to... to have it, right? The baby?"
"She's keeping it, Nico. They're keeping the baby; the teacher and her."
"Oh God. Oh God, Nessa. What the fuck. What the fuck?"
"I know."
"I don't know what to feel."
"Well, what do you feel right now?"
"Pain. Anger, hurt, betrayal... longing."
"Longing?"
"I— I don't know... some part of me wishes it was me with her. That I was... the father of her baby."
"Oh..."
"I know it's fucked up, Nessa. I know! But I just... listen, I know you're angry at me, but stay with me, Nessa? Please? I'm an emotional fucking wreck."
"Me too."
"Sorry?"
"Nothing, Nico. I'm here for you. I'll stay as long as you need."
"Thank you, Nessa. Seriously."
"Yeah. No problem."
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do yall know what to feel bc i sure as hell dont and im the author
