scattered scenes – a

“but i don’t understand!” she wailed through the receiver of the phone. cold air slithered through the warmth of her sheets. she fidgeted through her blanket finding the right thread to pull out. silence weighed in the atmosphere.

“well?” there goes her usual impatient tone of hers.

with an effortless tug, she pulled out the loose thread. she raised the sheets closer to her chest.

“nothing. go to bed. i’ll see you in the morning.” and with the click of a button, everything ended.


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