smoked twenty two joints;
-sounds of traffic in the background, clears throat-
It's Havoc. Hope you've finished packing and it went well for you.
I'm taking a flight back to New Jersey. It's my own ticket. I hope you get your refund for the ones you bought. I'm sorry, but I can buy my own ticket.
-long pause, exhale of breath, smoke-
I know you're saying you're not running away, but it's clear to me when I don't see you here. How am I supposed to know if I am who you want if you keep giving me options to see other people, or to drop this relationship entirely?
-dry laugh-
Kind of depressing when you tell me that I shouldn't date or sleep with Anko. I don't remember asking. We don't get along, anyways.
-long exhale, before a side "Taxi!" could be heard-
Take care.
-dial tone-