Note: language, theme, and drugs are not suitable for young readers.

IT'S two o'clock in the afternoon while I'm still peeking at my cell phone and waiting for Dylan's message to me. I am here in the living room while sitting on the floor with a small table in front of me. I'm bored and I want to get out of the house but I also have nothing to do outside. So I'd better just wait for him inside.

I look at the clock. What time now and still he hasn't come? I waited for him for how many hours. he's been stranded somewhere so he hasn't arrived yet?

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