unknown number [h.s.]

day thirty seven

xxxvii.

6:34 p.m.

Me: On my way

Zach Attack: What time does the game end?

Me: Nine or ten

Me: I think

Zach Attack: k

7:14 p.m.

Draken: Hi Harry

Me: Hello

Draken: I heard about what happened

Me: Who didn’t?

Me: Not to be rude but did you want something?

Draken: Yea I wanted to make sure that when you picked up Zach, he had his diabetic bag

Me: Yea it’s in my backseat, we’re still in the car

Draken: Okay thanks

Me: Bye

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should i continue this story???

i mean i sort of feel that no one really reads it that much ):