it's 3 in the morning. I hit the "send" button again. I feel my head light. the cigarette is between my lips and the smoke is pouring out of my bedroom window. I look at the 4 messages I sent you :

Heyyy. {{user}}, Babe? I need you. answer me.

I inhale, I'm definitely slightly high...I think. I inhale and stare at the screen that casts a blue light on my face. Dinah I murmur to myself