Justin Seagull: now it's your turn

You: my problem isn't serious

Justin Seagull: hey come on
don't do this

You: it's nothing compared
to yours

Justin Seagull: I seriously think
problems aren't something people
should compare

Justin Seagull: what might be a
big deal for me might not be a big
deal for you and vice versa

Justin Seagull: We will never
know what the other person's
going through

You: you asked me to
imagine you as a moron

You: and even though you
already are you're making
it difficult

Justin Seagull: sorry

You: fuckin polite

You: are you drunk?

Justin Seagull: you're drunk

Justin Seagull: blueberry special
is called the blueberry special
for a reason

You: what

Justin Seagull: I'll tell you later

Justin Seagull: first tell me your problem

You: dude

Justin Seagull: y/n plz

Justin Seagull: I told you mine

Justin Seagull: that's not fair 🥺
seen

Justin Seagull: how bout you tell
me why you don't wanna go home?

Justin Seagull: now that shouldn't be hard

Justin Seagull: right?

You: yeah ok I can do that

You: so

You: home doesn't feel
like home anymore

You: whenever I think
about it, it opens the portal
to my gate of stress

You: all I can think about
is the mundane stuff I
have to study for a stupid
test, assignments, projects
and shit and the
dreams I don't have

You: It's just I don't know
if I'll ever be happy

You: and then the burden
of dealing with the world
all over again as soon I step
out of my house eats me

You: I feel like I'm stuck
in a race I don't even
care about

You: I can't move at my
own pace anymore coz
everyone wants to win the race
and if I don't run fast like
they do, I'll obviously lose
and then it's gonna come
down to maintaining
my family's reputation

You: wow

You: TMI

You: and now I'm
embarrassed

You: I must be drunk

Justin Seagull: hey it's okay
to share you know

Justin Seagull: talking about
your feelings isn't something
you should be embarrassed about

You: yeah but that's like
really basic stuff

You: everyone deals with it

You: i feel like I'm making
a big deal out of it

You: my problems are nothing
compared to that of most
people my age

Justin Seagull: just like I said,
Some things might be a big deal
for you but not for me or others
and vice versa.

Justin Seagull: we're all different

You: right

You: it's nothing serious

Justin Seagull:
if it bothers you,
it is serious

You: empathetic much?

You: Jesus, is that you?

Justin Seagull: this is Justin
seagull speaking his heart

You: fck now u
know stuff about me

You: shit

Justin Seagull: its alright

You: if your criminal ass came
near my door, you're sure
as hell going to prison

Justin Seagull: wtf

You: my mom aint gonna take shit
from you she a badass lawyer

You: shit you didnt
have to know that

You: SHIT

Justin Seagull: relax bro

You: I AINT TALKIN NOW

You: SHHHHH

Justin Seagull:
I think you need another
sip from that blueberry special

You: damn right

Justin Seagull:
by a sip, I didn't mean gulp it all

You: I don't take orders
from u, u criminal

Justin Seagull:
I Am NOt A criMiNAL

You: sure -_-

You: if it wasn't the blueberry
special, I would have blocked you
already. I'm not thinking clearly
right now

You: I tend to spill the
beans whenever I'm drunk

You: that information
wasn't necessary

You: fuck

You: well now you know
what I'm talking about

Justin Seagull: yep

Justin Seagull: don't worry

Justin Seagull: u safe with me
Delivered

Justin Seagull:
about what you shared
earlier, not like I can feel
what you do but I have been
where you are, anxiety and all
Delivered

Justin Seagull: talking helps
Seen 8:37pm

You: I don't think so

You: maybe it helps u

You: I'll jst worry about a stranger
knowing stfuff abouyt m

Justin Seagull: I understand

Justin Seagull: it helps only when you trust
the person you're talking to

Justin Seagull:
or maybe not idk I'm no psychologist
Seen 8:40pm

[You look away from your phone for a while. You sip your drink whilst you ponder upon some things. While your mind wanders different places, an involuntary pout appear on your face as you stir your drink.

"Ma'am, Do you need a refill?" Asks a gentle masculine voice. You look up for a second and reply with a "no, thanks". Realisation hit you the moment you go back to stirring your drink and you look up with your widened eyes. "Hey! You're the meme guy!" You point your finger at him and exclaim, gaining attention from various customers around you. The person in front of you laughs shyly whilst rubbing the back of his neck. His pearly white rabbit teeth display themselves as his eyes crinkle to smile along with his mouth. He forces a smile, embarrassingly, and bows to apologise to the people who are constantly looking at you. "ma'am, I don't know what you're talking about" he chuckles as he speaks. You immediately open your gallery to show him the pic you sent Justin Seagull. "Yeah that's me" he laughs and you swear it sounds better than your favourite song.

"You're so hot!" Your drunken self blurts out and when the little conscience that's left in you realizes what you just said, your hand lands on your mouth to cover it.

"That's the blueberry special speaking I suppose" he says as he rubs the tip of his nose with his finger, totally embarrassed.

"Let me drop you home" he says.

"Your voice" you groan, appreciating what you hear as you create a not so innocent sound. "You turnnnd outtobe a fullcourse meal, huh?" You slur.

"Indeed" he replies. His ears have turned red and his eyes express kindness and concern.

"Hey you're the meme guy!" You exclaim again. "You already said that" he cackles. "I dinn" you reply as you slowly blink your eyes to focus your blurry vision at him. "You don't remember?" He asks sweetly. "So freakin hot" you reply. "I'll pretend I didn't hear that" his smile never leaves his face as he speaks.

"Let me drop you home. Just wait here okay?" He says and leaves. "Where are you going???" You whine and sit on your sit with a humph.]

You: Justin fuckin Seagull

Justin Seagull: wot

You: bust down thotiana

Justin Seagull:
oh god you're drunk

You: I think I just saw
the meme guy

Justin Seagull: which guy

You: this guy

You: I asw hjm

Justin Seagull: no way you're kidding

You: Idk

You: I think im dreaming

You: I'm tetxung u in my dream

Justin Seagull:
good night y/n, you're drunk

Justin Seagull: go to sleep

You: shhhh he's coming

[you immediately put your phone down on the table and stand up unsteadily. "I wasn't texting" you speak. "We're going home now alright?" He says as he grabs his car keys from his pocket. He's in a dark brown coat with his work uniform underneath. "Yeah okay bu-but you're hot" you slur making him chuckle at your stupidity. "I know I am" he winks. You gasp and clasp a hand on your mouth. "He's flirrring wimme" you mumble.

He supports your dangling body with his hands. He puts your left arm around his neck and supports your back with his right arm. He takes you to the car he has borrowed from one of his friends. He makes you sit in the front passenger seat.

You're half asleep as he drives. "Y/n?" He calls out your name. You hum in your sleep.

"You can sleep, you know"

"I donn wanna"

"As you wish" he smiles.

You play with the window switch while he drives. He laughs before politely telling you to stop. You actually listen to him this time and sit quietly like an innocent kid. "Good girl" he gently pats your head at which you teehee.

"Y/n?"

"Hm"

"Remember the last time you
had the blueberry special?"

"I like puppies" you respond. He chuckles and continues talking coz he knows you won't remember anything.

"That's What the blueberry special does, it tricks you into taking in mild alcohol but later it strikes like a vodka. It does what you did to me." He looks at you as you draw stuff on the fogged glass car window with your finger. "We only meet when you're drunk" he sighs. "Why the hell am I talking like a depressed old man?" He snickers. "It's different this time though" he continues. "Last time you fell asleep," he giggles. "That day, Your friend asked me to drive you home. Your friend was sober but you weren't coz you're a dork," He smiles. "I had dropped her home after I had dropped you and she had tucked you to bed, do you remember any of that?" He asks again, to know if you're listening or not.

"Y/n?"

"I'm Susan"

"You remember your passcode, right?"

"I do believe in fairies, I do, I do."

"Coz We're screwed if you don't" ]