You're crashing, but you're no wave

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Early after noon progressed to mid-day and Drake still had no calls from Harry. He began to worry. What if he choked? Drake thought. Or crashed his car? His thoughts began to turn against him which caused his anxiety to go through the roof. Drake tried calling Harry once more. Ring, ring. His phone rang twice before it took him to voicemail. Something was up. "Hey I'm busy right now call back later and leave a message after the beep" the pre recorded sound of Harrys voice told him. He swallowed, hard. The phone still pressed against his ear. He cleared his throat.

"Harry, I'm coming over"

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