3:21 AM :
"Hey... Its me, I want to apologize about everything. You have to hear me out. You can't just flake out on me like I'm nothing. I know what I did was shitty but like I said please hear me out... You know today I passed by the old Wheelston Theatre. We met there remember? It was a hot summer night and Loaded Bishop was playing! God I had snuck out and I wore my denim skirt and tie dye tank-top. You were in the pit area dancing. Your green hair was just flopping and you looked over at me and smiled like you knew something everyone else didn't. I took three shots and that's honestly the only reason I got the courage to talk to you... Oh God I'm crying! I have to go. Hope to hear from you soon."
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A String of Missed Calls
Short StoryIn this tale, told purely through voicemails, we find a young girl desperate for forgiveness and for the love of her life to come back into it. Thing is we don't quite know what this girl did. All we know is the voicemails she leaves for him. Will a...
