13.27 a.m.
marc: what the hell is hapenning, luke? i heard your voice messages. my phone was dead, sorry.
luke: *crying* don't worry, dude.
marc: are you crying?
luke:...
marc: luuuke.
luke: well, yeah, i'm fucking crying.
marc: why?
luke: my mom.
marc: your mom?
luke: she's dead, marc. *start crying again* SHE'S FUCKING DEAD.
marc: calm down, luke. what happened?
luke: a car accident.
marc: i'm going to your house. i'll be there in five minutes. don't worry, dude. everything it's gonna be alright, okay?
luke: okay.
