...Ring

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The phone buzzed once...nothing

"Ok, it's not always one"

It buzzed again...still nothing.

"Rarely is the second one"

It buzzed a third time...still nothing.

"She... would have picked up by now"

It rung a fourth time...Still nothing

"Is my mephone out of date?"

A fifth, same as before. 

"One more"

A sixth... "Heya! Sorry, not available at the time, call back later, or leave a message at the beepity-boop thing" I hung up.

I sat on my bed, worried. Did something happen to her? Is she hurt? 

...

..

.



No.

No, she's a tough girl. She's safe. 











I hope

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