Kylee brushed her hair out, humming softly to herself under her breath as she got ready for her class. She was glad she only had one on Monday's, then she could come back to the dorm and catch some sleep.
Her roommate snores on, completely and utterly lost in a deep sleep that was not easily disturbed. She switched her phone off, then placed it in her bag and left the dorm quietly, ready to get her class over with for the day.
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Wrong Number
Short Story[Text Talk Sequel] Unknown: Hey Angelica! I remembered I save this lol You: I'm not Angelica. I think you done got goofed, you poor soul (-: Unknown: Darn it. She must have given me the wrong number on accident You: Right. "On Accident". • • • Kyl...
