Music for a Mess

It started with a phone call. “Hello?” “Carliiiii. You up?” “No,” I deadpan on instinct. “I’m talking to you in my sleep.” “_Fuuuck._ Okay. Hold on-” _...What?_ “CARLI! WAKE UP! I NEED YOU!” _Fucking of course._ I yank the phone away from my...

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