Text #11

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"I think I'm losing it."

"Hello?"

"Are you sleeping?"

"Are you okay?"

"Come on, it's been a day."

"Hello?"

"I'm starting to worry."

"Seriously, why aren't you answering?"

"Please answer."

"What?"

"Why the heck didn't you answer? Its been two days!"

"I was busy."

"Doing what? Stressing yourself and not telling me about it?"

"I was busy, what's the problem?"

"You may of been busy but your bottling yourself up again."

"Its none of your business what I do."

"Yes it is, you texted me asking for help and now I'm helping, so what's your problem?"

"I was busy, okay?"

"Yeah well so was I, what's your point?"

"I can't drop everything to answer, my job is a lot harder than yours, okay?"

"Than at least text 'I'm okay' or something so I don't worry."

"I never asked you to, this was suppose to be a number to vent all my anger on, not someone to become friends with."

"Well, we are friends, okay? And now I worry."

"I never asked you to, idiot."

"Feel better?"

"What?"

"Do you feel better? You know, after all that angry texting I thought you would feel better, so do you?"

"Yes."

"Am I still a stranger?"

"In some ways but no....."

"Than my job is done but I'm still going to talk with you."

"Thanks, Cheol-min.....for listening."

"Anything for my friend, well, almost, I wouldn't jump off a cliff for you."

"Haha, don't worry, you won't have to."

"But maybe we could see each other in real life.....I don't know.....that's not gonna happen probably."

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End of session eleven.

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