"Hi, you've reached Daisy's phone. Either I've lost my phone or I'm ignoring you. Either way leave a message after the beep and I may or may not call you back. Thanks!"
"The stupid machine cut me off. Look, I know I seemed really cool calm and collected the last time I talked to you but I wasn't! I was freaking out and that led to me drinking a little...or a lot...and trying to get my mind off of it and it all spiraled! I mean you know me, I spiral! I'm a spiral-er! And that's why I need you! You keep me from spiraling, and you keep me grounded! And I just—oh god daisy. Oh god, I can't even imagine what you're thinking right now! Oh my GOD! I mean it's fine if you hate me but you have to promise to ignore the things I said about you because they're meaningless. So fine, hate me and ignore me—wait no don't ignore me! Call me back! Or text me! That's not—damn it—I wish I knew what to say. But I don't. So just...I'm sorry Daisy. Call me."
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The Number On The Napkin
Short Story"Is your refrigerator running?" "No, my refrigerator is not running." "Well you better...wait, what?" "Actually, it broke down a week ago because it knew that you were going to call with that stupid line and it decided it would rather die than liste...
