8:00 P.M.

     "Leave me alone!" screaming at her phone for the third time tonight. Caige has been calling and texting Nalani nonstop. She gives in and rolls out of bed, stomps over to her closet to grab a hoodie and boots. changing out of her shorts into some warm leggings, she heads downstairs grabbing her keys and locking the door behind her. 

      walking along the paved road hearing only but the taps of her soles...tap..tap..tap..tap.....RrRriiiiiiing. coming to a full stop she pulls her phone out of the fleece hoodie pocket. Guess who's calling.  the little metal guitar charm dangling about as she puts it to her ear.

"I'm on my way."

"Why didn't you answer before!?"

"Busy."

"Bullshit." Caige deadpanned on the other end.

"..."

"..."

"See ya in a bit"

quickly ending the call, she shoves the rectangular device back in its place as she starts jogging to get, whatever this is, over with.

****

"Alright, what is it?" a mix of irritation and boredom gracing her soft features.

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