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week 9, day 6 | over the phone

"would you look at that. jane addams calling me in the middle of the night."

"it's about tomorrow."

"yeah, you excited?"

"nope, i'm not coming."

"what?"

"i'm not meeting you again. i want you to lose my number, is that clear?"

"wait, jane, what happened?"

"nothing. luckily."

"..."

"i don't want to meet you. dude, i'm eighteen years. you're probably, like, 21 or whatever, which is way too old for me, anyway."

"i'm twenty."

"still too old. and that's not what matters, okay? richard, i don't care about you. i was just really sad, and you were there."

"okay. i get it."

"i don't want you to contact me."

"i understand. but just tell me...did i do something?"

"no. i did something."

"what?"

"knocked some fucking sense into my head."
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a/n: and thus, richard was gone. or is he? lol, just kidding. or am i? ;)

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