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Mercy's POV

"Hey, Andy." I answered, pausing the TV on Carl's face.

"Good morning, Mercy. How are you?" His british accent always put me in a better mood.

"I'm okay," I sighed, staring up at the screen into his blue eyes.

"That's great. Hey, I've got someone here who wants to talk to you."

"Is it Chandler?" I asked, not really thinking straight.

Instead of answering me, I heard a shuffling and then a feminine voice. "Hey, Mercy."

"Danai! Oh my gosh, it's been forever since we talked!" I shouted, tearing my eyes away from the screen.

"I know! It was actually supposed to be Steven's turn to talk to you, but I stole Andy's phone." She said, making us both laugh.

I heard a muffled voice on the other line and a door slam before Danai spoke again.

"Hey, Mercy, I have to go, but I just wanted to let you know that we love and miss you. Bye."

Before I could say anything, I heard a click, and my phone went back to it's lock screen of Chandler and me goofing off.

I put my phone away, but, before I could press play on the TV, a stampede of elephants came running up the stairs.

Val busted into my room, shouting about chanel 3. She jumped over me and changed the channel. Instead of seeing Carl, I saw Chandler. She blasted the volume, and I couldn't believe what I heard.

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