#Chapter14

“Hello?" I answer, half asleep. I look at the clock beside me on top of my drawer and the bright lights illuminates 2:15 AM.

2 AM! Who the hell is calling me at 2 in the morning?

"Do you ever wish you could get a second chance at life?" Archer slurs out on the phone. "Are you seriously calling me at 2 in the morning to ask me this?" I ask.

He ignores me and continue slurring his words, "If there was a reset button, I'll press it right now."

"Are you drunk?"

Why can't he just stop drinking?

"I-" he didn't finish as a loud beep like the...