"Alright alright, calm down. Ask someone which city you're in," he said.
Eumi then walked out of the telephone box and approached a random stranger, "Excuse me? Do you know what city this is?"
The guy walking was surprised by his sudden question, but responded, "Uh, this is Flushing city."Eumi nodded, "Thank you," before running back to the box before the phone ended the call.
"Hey, you still there?" Eumi asked.
"Yeah, I am. Did you ask anybody?" Jax asked.
Eumi nodded, "Yeah, they said I'm in Flushing City."
"Flushing? That's not that far away. The festival is in Queensboro," Jax said. "You said you were on Railway Street?"
"Yeah, I just don't know how to get out of it. I've been going in a huge circle," Eumi said.
"Jax, what's going on, who are you talking to?" Curtis asked in the background.
"Hey, mind coming with me to the truck? Eumi got lost in Flushing City," Jax said."Flushing? Hey, I've been there before! Alright, that's fine by me," Curtis said confidently.
"Alright, don't move, we'll be there in a bit," Jax said.
"Thanks," Eumi said with relief. "I'm sorry to have to do this to you."
"It's no problem. Just next time, if you can help it, just come with us in the truck next time," Jax said. "Our gig doesn't start until fifteen minutes, so you got time, but not much of it.""Fifteen minutes..." Eumi repeated, thinking to himself. "Alright, thanks. I thought we missed it."
"Well it was a good thing you called when you did," Jax said. "Alright, I'm gonna hang up. Just hang out here until we get there. We'll lead the way back.""Alright, thank you," Eumi said, hanging up the phone. He returned to his car and sighed, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. He just hoped they'd all be ready in time. Fifteen minutes isn't much for anyone to get ready. He feels so guilty for doing this to everyone, but at least he came prepared- He frantically searched his car and he didn't even bring his trumpet. He covered his face and thumped his back on the seat, groaning in disappointment.
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Weekly Writing Segments
RandomSegments of random stories I come up with each week. Mainly for writing practice. Most of these stories will be one-offs from other stories I've never shared in the past. TW: Some stories will have violence and implications of abuse. (I'm not a good...