HMU

one hundred thirty six

"Fuck, hello?"

"Halsey? It's Camila."

"H-Hey, what's up?"

"I just wanted to know when you last saw Lauren? She was supposed to be home an hour ago for dinner and she isn't answering my messages."

"I, uh, fuck, I don't know."

"Did she get into her car? Do you know if she left?"

"I don't k-know, Camila. I left before h-her."

"Oh... are you okay?"

"W—shit—what?"

"You sound a little... out of breath."

"I'm f-fine, I've—oh, god—I've gotta go. I hope you find L-Lauren."

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