HEYYYY!
I’m not here for niceties.
All mine…
Stab them.
Dump 'em in the ocean like we always do.
Yep! Totally done. Let’s go!
"Dearest TempBot. Cellphone here."
"Just writing to tell you that my feelings for you are totally real."
"I know we haven't spent much time together."
"But if you added up the moments I think about you, it would be 100 years."
"That is why this letter is so hard. I have to go away. TO WAR."
"The memory of you will sustain me always. Remember me. Cellphone."
I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING!!!!!
I need to go to Temp Space and check on something.
I told her what she needed to hear.
No! It’s better this way! She’ll get over it!
Nooooooo!!
Okay!
Being nice never helped anyone get over a broken heart.
We have to be there for TempBot while Cellphone is away at war.
Really, aren’t they the same thing?
She’ll never find out!
AHHHH!!
I told you Cellphone was going to war.