i n c o m i n g c a l l : mall boy

"OH YES I'VE BEEN WAITING ALL WEEK."

"For me to call? You could have called, you know."

"IT'S WEIRD FETISH TIME."

"You know I don't have any weird fetishes, right?"

"Soooo tell me your secrets, South Burgerman."

"It's like you can't even hear me."

"I can, Burgerman."

"Stop calling me that and I might just tell you my secrets. Also, no weird fetish sharing yet. Maybe just, I don't know, childhood stories?"

"Ugh, fine. I was looking forward to the fetish thing though."

"Too bad. You go first."

"Okay. Uh, what do you want to know?"

"What do you want me to know?"

"Yeah, uh. I used to have this monkey soft toy and pretend I was Dora and the monkey was Boots."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. Now that I think about it, probably not the best thing to start with– sTOP LAUGHING, SOUTH."

"Fine, sorry. But that's HILARIOUS."

"Your turn. And it has to be at least as embarrassing as mine."

"Okay. Uh, I was obsessed with my mom's makeup when I was like five and I used to put it on and pretend to be a girl."

"NO WAY."

"Yep. But you're like the first person I've told this to so YOU CAN'T TELL ANYONE OKAY? NO ONE."

"YES, OKAY."

"Swear it."

"I swear I won't... unless you tell my Dora story to someone."

"Deal."

"Good."

do you like the new cover? i'm trying a theme out so it's gonna stay like this for a while :)

also, dedicated to Sammythesaltlover for being my annoying/amazing friend and reading my stories. you're da best, sam.