One late night, I booked a cab to get home from the office. The driver kept staring at me through the rearview mirror and spoke uncomfortable things. I was starting to feel unsafe and so started texting my roommate until I reached home. When I got down at the foot of my apartment building, there was a lot of chaos. My neighbours were still in pyjamas, talking to policemen. Suddenly a familiar kid pointed at me to a cop and he walked up to me to say that my roommate has been killed an hour ago. Even before I registered what he had said, my phone pinged. My roommate's chat was still open.
"Stay safe. I love you!"
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