It was another siku without Michael. Wait until it's a year. My phone rung "Hello. This is depression you're calling. What wewe want?" I groaned "Hey , single lady. It's Danny." He answered. I quickly hung up the phone. It rung again "What do wewe want from me?" I moaned "I got something for wewe , babe." He alisema as I quickly woke up "First. I'm not your babe. Secondly. What did wewe get?" I asked as he chuckled "I'm coming over today." He whispered as I looked at the phone like: The fuck. I hung up and stayed in kitanda drinking a glass of Whiskey as the door opened "Danny , what have wewe brought...
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