[ there's a odd pause in the middle of his phonecall and then: ]
--Sorry, what is it that we're talking about again? Oh, right. Yeah, men can absolutely be mothers. I just remembered an old classmate from my memories who wants to be seen as one for some weird reason.
I don't. It's stupid, and I can already take care of myself. It's been like that all this time. Besides, the guy I just remembered is kind of weird... I wouldn't want him to take care of me.
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--Sorry, what is it that we're talking about again? Oh, right. Yeah, men can absolutely be mothers. I just remembered an old classmate from my memories who wants to be seen as one for some weird reason.
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[ even is said mother is barely there for him, but. ]
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I'm glad we're friends... or, at least I think we are. Is it okay to say that? I don't want to get on your bad side.
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I-It's fine. Don't worry about it.
[ you can practically hear the blush in his voice. ]