"Hey,is everything okay? Its been two days"..
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"Hey, its been three days."..
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4 hours Later :
"Hi"..
"Hey..you really called?"
"No you're speaking to my twin"
"Har dee har. where have you been? I missed talking to you"..
"Nowhere really. Just been busy. Why do you care? We're just strangers After all"...slurred a drunken Stranger on the other end of the line.
[And all he could hear was heavy breathing when then the call ended abruptly leaving a drunken klutz alone with his thoughts that meandered into alley ways and paths that made no sense. Where alcohol was speaking for all his schadenfreude lashing out..]
