She gave that boy a call. He answered with a smokey voice and music blaring behind him, and she rambled on for 30 minutes before he told her he needed to go. She said goodbye longingly, and proceeded to send him a single text. 5 minutes, no response. She sends another. Still no response. Then another. Still nothing. Then another. She repeats this process 16 more times until she finally receives "holy shit man i was in the shower calm down," and she feels relieved. She did not want him to end up like the others.
Just like all the others.
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Like All the Others
Short StoryOh! Someone please bless me with the torture of love; bless me with fire in my veins and roses in my cheeks. I will do anything to make a man love me. Anything.
