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"Bowie?" Jonah asks when he goes into the musicians record shop.

"Hey. Jonah, sit down." He brings jonah a stool. "Are you okay?"

"Uh. Yeah? Why?" The younger boy confusingly asks.

"Remember the text you sent me?" Bowie asks with a frown. "You never replied anything, even though I blew up you're phone." He laughs.

Jonah thinks about it and realizes it was the text he sent about the panic attack he had. Instead of answering he hangs his head low and swallows nervously.

"Look, I'm not here to torment you about these questions." Bowie laughs. "I'm just gonna ask if you're ok?"

"Yeah man. i havent had a panic attack since that night so that good. I also sung and played guitar. Did you see me on TV?"

"No, i have to check the TV more often." Bowie laughs again.

"Well, I'll catch you later. Yeah? I have to go unpack." Jonah answers back with a smile.

"Yeah, just remember that you can talk to me anytime."

"Okay thank you bowie."

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