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"We gotta go," i said to carmen, she was still half asleep considering i called her so late.
"what?" she asked. you could hear the tiredness in her voice.
"it's hard to explain, and you won't believe me, just trust me,"
"Okay what does 'we gotta go' mean?"
"it means that if we don't leave now, our lives are going to be a living hell,"
she gasped lightly at my language choice. this girl is so scared of going to hell that she doesn't realize she already lives in it.
"so what do you want me to do?"
"i don't know carmen, pack a bag? say goodbye to your family? pray? actually now that i say it out loud, do all of those things,"
"what are we doing angel?! running away?"
"to put it simply, yes, yes we are,"
"I don't wanna do that!" She whisper yelled
"We have to. Trust me, it won't be pretty if we stay,"
"Fine, but we're coming back right?"
"Yes, i promise,"
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Generation Why - Conan Gray
