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Jessie's pov

What is the definition of luck? Is it some form of joy that happens with every passing rainbow or is it all your problems disappearing because of a teaspoon of pixie dust?

I would go and Google it to see I'm right but my phone is a pile of wires and cracked glass.

Curse me for being born with butter fingers and curse him for messaging me when my hands were only half empty.

I should've been more practical and realized handling hot coffee, keys, bags amidst trying to fish my phone out my bag was not a good idea!

But it's been done and here I am staring at the piece of mush that can either electrocute me or maybe cause me to cut a vein.

If there's a God above please send a pigeon to Emerson to tell him I want to see him. I want to finish our chapter.

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