Call Ten.

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*Piper calling from her phone to Tristan's cell phone at 2:36 a.m. February 7th.*

Piper: *silence*

Tristan *raspy sleepy voice* "Hello? Piper?"

Piper: *silence*

Tristan: "Piper? You there?"

Piper: "I'm sorry."

Tristan: "Wait - Why are you sorry? You didn't d-"

Piper: "Shutup. Yes I did. And I'm sorry. If you don't want to talk to me about your parents, then I won't try to pry."

Tristan: "Piper I-"

Piper: "I don't want to hear about you saying you're sorry too, because I already know you are. I forgive you, but I don't want to talk about it because I'm tired  and I think my parents are still awake."

Tristan: "I forgive you too, but -"

Piper: "I should probably go to bed no-"

Tristan: *chuckling* "Piper!"

Piper: *yawning* "What?"

Tristan: "I am really sorry."

Piper: *smiling* "I know."

Tristan: "Um... So I was thinking... Keith got his license last month and we wanted to go somewhere for the weekend. Maybe we could come up to Michigan and meet you some place? You know if your parents are okay with it or if you don't want to that's fine."

Piper: *snoring*

Tristan: *chuckling* "Piper?"

Piper *snoring*

Tristan: "Good night, princess." *whispering* "Hope you have sweet dreams."

*End of phone call at 2:50 a.m.*

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