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[later that night]

juliet: hi.

juliet: it's me.

juliet: if you are in your car rn turn the damn thing off and throw those pills in the trash.

juliet: actually, turn on your location so I can track you down.

juliet: please don't be dead.

juliet: I don't even know your name !!!!

unknown: I don't give out my name to strangers.

juliet: not even strangers who care about you?

unknown: how do I know you're not an axe murderer?

juliet: how do I know you're not sitting in your car taking medication while letting the exhaust run?

unknown: because I turned it off.

unknown: and mother disposed of the nyquil.

juliet: are you lying to me?

unknown: no.

juliet: promise?

unknown: I solemnly swear on my grave.

juliet: not funny.

unknown: can you answer my question?

juliet: I'm not an axe murderer because I listen to Taylor Swift.

juliet: feel better?

unknown: you don't happen to be a nightmare dressed as a daydream right?

juliet: stick around long enough and you'll find out won't ya.

unknown: if I stick around you'll realize sooner or later that I'm trouble.

juliet: only till we're out of the woods.