Missed Call at 8:47
Missed Call at 10:12
Missed Call at 12:38
Voicemail: "You know what? I'm done. I can't do this shit anymore. This is my last voicemail. It's been 3 fucking months and you haven't said anything. You're Blake. You wanna know how Blake died? He committed suicide. No body knows why. Why did you commit suicide? Why did you leave as soon as I fell for you? I fell for you. I fell, and I fell hard, because you weren't there to catch me, you asshole. So I'm done. I'm done. Goodbye, Eli."
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∆ Will You Call? ∆
Short Story((This is really crappy and stupid but I'm too sentimental to take it down)) ∆ "Will you call?" "Yes." "Do you promise?" "No." ∆
