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[ Him ; HerOthers ; Narration ]

Thursday, 10:34 pm

calling : kayden

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"Helloooooo."

"Are you drunk."

"I'm not drunk, I'm just- just a littttttle  tipsy."

"You're most definitely drunk."

"Shudup, partay is overrrrrr, come pick me up."

"If this isn't Hollywood's most talked girl, Emma Harper? What's got you strutting on the streets?"

"Emma?"

"Get away from mee, you big fat monkey!"

"You're sexy when you're drunk. Wanna come home with me tonight?"

"HELPPP, A MONKEY IS ATTACKING ME!"

"Emma are you okay? Where are you?"

"You sound sooo cute when you're worried, ahahaha. Don't worry Kay, I tookkk care of him."

"Please tell me you didn't kill him."

"Pft, I'm such a nice person, why would I kill anyone?"

"Yeah sure."

"It's okay Kaydennn, I took the monkey outt. He's just rolling on the floor holding his bruised up sausage. TAKE THAT BIG BAD MONKEY." 

"Why were you drinking?"

"Claire took me to a club to- loosen up. *Giggles* I feel like I'm floatingg, flyyyy, flyy-"

The beeps of the car mixed with Emma's scream was the last thing Kayden wanted to hear.

"EMMA!"

The line went dead of Emma's voice and was instead filled with a frantic woman calling 911.


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