Yesterday was…eventful, to say the least. clean, study, burger king, 5 hours at Ocho Placas Tattoos for Marlene, a variety of Denny’s deserts with the girls, blah blah blah. Somewhere in between all that, my phone rings once and then the person on the line hangs up. my stomach turns into a giant knot. something was wrong. I didn’t tell anyone what
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