SEVENTEEN.
( they gon' put me in a madhouse. )
When Emmy woke up from her nap, the last thing she expected was her phone to be blown up with different notifications from basically everyone in her contact list.
From Miggg <3: hey is everything okay?? you just left really suddenly and im kinda worried.
From Loser (with love): I didn't think you guys could stoop so low. I thought we were best friends.
From Sam: i can't believe you guys. i thought you were better than this.
From Dad: I am incredibly disappointed. Demetri is your friend.
From omg it's a hawk!!: I did something and I don't know if you'll like it.
From moon to my sun: you're not gonna see me around much anymore. i'm sorry but this isn't okay.
From Unknown Number: i really thought we were about to be friends. you just proved that all you Cobra Kais are the exact same.
Emmy furrowed her eyebrows at the unknown number, but with context clue, she took a guess at who it was. Her fingers quickly clicked onto her best friend's contact, and put her phone to her ear.
Ring...
Ring...
Ring...
Ring...
Click.
"Emmy?"
She clenched her jaw. "What the hell did you do?"
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"You what?"
Hawk winced. "Yeah."
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