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Sent Message:

Please, Polly. Come the hell home. This isn't going to be funny, okay? I know I send a bunch of funny stuff to you, but this won't be one of them. I miss you so goddamn much. Every time I look at my phone or my laptop I silently pray that there will be a message from you on there that says "Hey, on my way home." But there isn't. I know it's just camp, and that I'm being crazy. But you don't understand how much I miss you, alright? Please. Come home. Fake being sick. Fuck, I'll come pick you up and take you out for whatever food you want. Just come home. Please. I love you.