11:43 A.M.
3am the phone rings...
I don't know why I answered, maybe I answered only because it rang. (I usually turn my ringer off while I sleep).
"Kelly! What are you doing?"
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Sleeping, what do you want?
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"You got a new job? Did you get your wine key yet?
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I found one yesterday thanks.
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"Oh, ok, well I will let you go back to sleep."
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fine
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"So Kell, what ya been up to? I think about you all the time. I've been busy or I would have called."
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Ryan, I don't care. I've been busy. I have a new job, and I start school next week.
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"Woah, I know what ya mean. I don't have any free time either. But at least you're going somewhere with your life. What are your plans for this weekend? I move into a new house in a few weeks."
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work, work, and more work. Tomorrow night is Ben Harper, then I'm back to work.
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"Yeah, Ben Harper. Well sorry I called to wake you up. We'll have to hang out soon because I miss you. I think about you all the time..."
blah, blah, blah....
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Hearing him say, "I miss you," makes me want to PUKE!
The whole duration of the conversation I'm thinking, GO FUCK YOURSELF RYAN!!
Why the hell did he call.
Don't f*cking call me at 3am, I have nothing to say to you f*ck face!
