twenty-three

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"you're never alone. i'm always here, no matter what."

[ hey guys! so i'm republishing this chapter because a LOT of people said that they couldn't see this chap. so sorry!! enjoyyy ]

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*TRIGGER WARNING*

wheeler💞✨

hi

hey el
that's the driest hi you've ever said..

yea
probably

ur still being dry...
you're NEVER dry

maybe i'm just impersonating u...

ok meanie
el u haven't used a single emoji...
starting to feeling a little concerned

ok but don't i always concern u
like constantly
honestly think i concern u more than anyone else has ever concerned u
think i should get an award
MOST CONCERNING — given to el hopper

ok this is like dry rambling
my mom used to be a therapist
i think i can dissect this

please try

ok
u usually ramble
like a ton
like always
like u never stop talking😳
but i love that about u so it's fine

aww

but whenever u ramble
it's always at least half emojis
like half text and half emojis
honestly i think you've trademarked that way of texting
anyway
my point is
u seem really strange without ur emojis and it's worrying me
are u ok?

um
what's ur definition of ok

happy
in a good state of mind
NOT dry

i don't think i meet those criteria right now

what
el?
seriously are u ok

no no it's late for u in indiana
u should sleep

el
do u really think i would choose sleep over u
not happening

it's like 3 am for u
ur a toddler and sleep at 1

not today
talk to me el
i can tell something's off

i don't want to annoy u
with my emotional baggage

i don't care el
nothing u say could ever annoy me

are u sure
i don't want to keep u up
it's a school night mike
go to sleep
we'll talk later

goddammit el
i don't care if it's a school night
the only thing i care about right now is u

mike
stop
go to sleep

no
el
read 3:18 am
talk to me
read 3:19 am
damnit el
read 3:21 am

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i slowly turn off my phone off, my fingers shaking as i slide the device into the pocket of my pyjama bottoms. my hands move to grip the edge of the marble counter, my fingers wrapped so tightly that my knuckles have turned stark white.

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