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"un cafe con hielo, por favor." i asked as the small coffee shop.

i handed her the money and she gave me the change. i sat down at a table and waited for my coffee.

i dialed jack for the billionth time this night.

"i'm sorry, but the per-"

"fuck you, voicemail person." i muttered.

"un cafe de hielo!" the girl called out.

i quickly grabbed it and gave her a tip.

i walked out and climbed into the van.

i looked around for a sign of jack. i swear, i've searched the whole city of bogota.

after what seemed like hours, but were actually like 20 minutes, i decided that he was high and drunk and fell in a hole.

i really didn't care anymore for that i was daydreaming of my bed.

i drove back to the house as my eyes were dropping every now and then.

i walked in the back door of the house and walked upstairs.

i decided to check jack's room to see if he came back.

i opened his door and flicked the light switch on.

he wasn't in his bed, nor his desk, nor his bathroom.

i sighed and rubbed my head.

my eyes narrowed towards jack's bed.

it looked so comfortable.

"well, jack maybe not be coming home until morning, so i can take a long nap there."

i took my hair out of its bun and layed down, pulling the covers to my neck.

his pillow had the aroma of his cologne.

my eyes fluttered shut and i instantly fell asleep.

lucky bish-ass zee. i wanna sleep in weed jesus' bed. i praise him more than you do, bissshh!! jkjkjkjk ilysm zee!!

anywhoosies, byee.

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