by Brett Stout
I
received a message at 8:43 p.m. Eastern Standard Time,
she
says hi
three
minutes later she asks me what I’m doing
there
is no answer on the other end,
I
received a message at 9:12 p.m. Eastern Standard Time,
she
asks me why I’m avoiding her
she
asks me if we’re still friends
there
is no answer on the other end,
I
received a message at 9:44 p.m. Eastern Standard Time,
she
asks me what’s wrong
she
once again asks me why I’m avoiding her
she
asks what she did wrong
there
is no answer on the other end,
I
received a message at 10:17 p.m. Eastern Standard Time,
she
calls me a fucking asshole
she
says that she regrets ever having sex with me
she
says it ruined our friendship
there
is no answer on the other end,
I
was taking a nap and didn’t wake up until 11:28 Eastern Standard
Time,
I
took a sip of coffee and scratched my back
I
lit a light flavored cigarette
I
saw her messages
even
though she was acting a little psychotic I say hi
there
was no answer on the other end.
Biography:
Brett
Stout is a 33-year-old artist and writer. He is a high school dropout
and former construction worker turned college graduate and Paramedic.
He creates art while mainly hung-over from a small cramped apartment
in Myrtle Beach, SC.
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