"I can't come today."
"WHAT. YOU PROMISED."
"I didn't promise anything."
"You are the worst."
"I'm quite aware."
"You said you were coming today!"
"I know. I'm sorry. Family stuff came up."
"Is everything okay?"
"Not really. My Grandma got in a car accident."
"NOOOOOO. Is she okay?"
"She's fine. She's just in a coma."
"Aw man. That sucks."
"Yeah."
"Are you okay, Blair?"
"Yep. I gotta go."
"Okay. Bye. Call soon."
"I will."
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Nooooo Jake's momma is in the hospital. WHY.
Wait... I made this happen. :o
IM SORRY JAKE.
YOU ARE READING
Dog Pound
Short StoryIn which a girl calls a dog pound and a boy needs a friend. *SEQUEL TO WRONG NUMBER* *written through calls* *contains swearing*
