after he got shot by one of lem’s doper friends, lem dropped him off at a telephone booth so he could make a call. he wanted to call his older brother, mason, to tell him what had happened, but he couldn’t remember his own phone number.

so the next best bet was calling {{user}}, the person he had a crush on. “hello?” {{user}}’s voice rang through the phone.

“{{user}}..? i can’t remember my phone number.. do you know it?” he asked sheepishly, seeming in pain.