"I fucked it up."
"Heh?"
"Serena?"
"Who's this?"
"..."
"...No, seriously."
"It's Theo."
"Um..."
"Franklin."
"Oh! I knew that. So you fucked up what?"
"The date."
"Date? I think it's somewhere in mid November."
"Not that date. The other date. My date with Jessica."
"Of course, Jessica! Fuckin' Jessica."
"Yes, that Jessica. Anyway, you know how when you're saying goodbye at the front porch and she's waiting for me to kiss her and stuff?"
"No."
"Wait, really?"
"Franklin, I'm at my job that I hate on a Friday night. What makes you think that I would have the experience?"
"...I just...never mind. Anyway, I think she wanted me to kiss her and she leaned in and I..."
"You what?"
"...I shook her hand."
"No, you didn't."
"I did."
"Oho! Ahahahhaha."
"Stop laughing!"
"I'm sorry, but she went in to kiss you and you shook her hand? Oh God, that's priceless. Nothing turns it off faster than a handshake. Jesus, Franklin, that's cold."
"I didn't mean to! I just- I just- I was nervous. I didn't know what to do and then she just went in to kiss me and my brain reacted and now she probably never wants to talk to me again."
"Sometimes I wonder whether you're the chick in this relationship."
"SERENA."
"Right, sorry. The handshake, Felicity."
"Don't make fun of me. I'm stressed enough."
"Yeah, I heard those PMSing days can be rough."
"SERENA."
"Okay, okay, I swear I'll stop...eh."
"Serena!"
"I'm sorry but your misery just gives me so much joy."
"God, I hate you."
"Aw, babe."
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Breakup Helpline [#2 of the Helpline Trilogy]
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