"you didn't call last night."
"I know. I, uh, I was kind of caught up with something."
"what? what was so important that you skipped out on calling your best friend to say goodnight?"
"nothing."
"it must have been something."
"dammit, Lennon. I met a girl and she came back to the hotel with me."
"oh."
"I didn't mean for it to happen, but it did. and I don't know, I had fun."
"you had fun."
"for the first time since the start of this stupid tour I had fun."
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Distance / / z.m.
FanfictionLate night Phone calls between a boy living the dream and the girl he left back home.