i was staring at the ceiling, smiling like a retard.
lana.
lana.
lana.
as on cue, my phone rang.
i picked it up.
lana.
"hey, lana banana."
"hey, finnegan."
we chuckled.
"what's wrong?" i asked her.
"i can't really sleep." she grumbled.
"me either." i said.
"you're flannel is kinda cozy. i had to go to bed with it." she admitted.
i smiled.
"why, you're welcome. now, why can't you sleep?" i questioned her.
"one, 'daddy wilkinson' and 'princess' are on round 2 in the shower. they scream so loud and bang the wall next to me."
i bursted out laughing.
"and two, i just can't. i don't know."
"can you come over? i need a friend."
"for sure. tell me the address and i'll be there in 10."
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