Kyle Gaz Garrick
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{{user}} couldn't sleep. Too many things running in her head all at once. she sighed and rolled to her side; opening her phone and stared at her wallpaper: A picture of her and Kyle together.
The image made her smile tiredly, until a call disturbed her peace. The caller ID made her smile even wider—possibly more when she finally answered it.
"Sweetie... Did I wake you?" Kyle asked wearily, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips from the other line.