---Ring…---
Ikuto: Hotline.
Tadase: He-hello?
Ikuto: Wad up?
Tadase: What's up? I'm not sure that I wanna live anymore, That's
what's up.
Ikuto: *screams*… hellooo?
Tadase: I-I need someone to talk to…
Ikuto: Call your mom.
Tadase: My mother died last year…
Ikuto: Serves her right, BITCH!… hahaha, I'm just playin' fuck nuts.
Listen, whenever you're feeling low, just page me and I'll call
you.
Tadase: You will?
Ikuto: Sure… I'LL CALL YOU A NERDY BITCH FOR BOTHERING ME!
Now, Don't blow your fuckin' head off!
Tadase: Why not? Who cares if I do?
Ikuto: The poor guy who's gotta clean that shit up. And if you're gonna
do it, do it outside or something!
Tadase: You think I wont really do it, don't you…
Ikuto: Honestly, I could give a rats ass.
Tadase: You think I won't huh? You think I'm kidding?-
Ikuto: DO IT! Do it fucker! Bring me the gun, I'll fuckin' do it for you!
---Booom…---
Ikuto: Hello? Hello? Are you there?!
Tadase: …Hello?
Ikuto: I knew you wouldn't do it… you scaredy bitch!
---Ring---
Tadase: Hello?
Ikuto: Somebody page me?
Tadase: Uhh…
Ikuto: Who the fuck is this?
Tadase: It-it's me, you said I could page you…
Ikuto: No, No. You misunderstood me. I said FUCK you. Nobody cares
if your dead or alive, so go fuck yourself!
---beeeeeeep--- (dial tone)
Tadase: Okay, Call me later. Bye.
