eliza_522
"Look, I'm a struggling musician. Can't you just-"
"And they hung up again." I breathed out.
I stretched my arms and yawned.
I was up all night writing a song, this morning I called a record dealer and played it for him.
He laughed and said, "that's a weak excuse for a song!"
I tried persuading him but...
It didn't help, He yelled at me and hung up.
That's what it was like the other five or more calls.