Roshigoth
The Cheesemeister
Registered: Aug 2000
Location: Los Angeles, CA
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I got a weird phone call last night...
"Hello?"
"Hello, this is Eric. I don't know if you know me, but I'm Jessica's brother."
"Hi. What's going on?"
"I just wanted to call and let you know that Jess got hit by a car."
"What? Is she okay?"
"Well.. no. She's dead."
"WHAT? Damn."
"Yeah. Actually it was a truck. Carrying horse shit."
Here I'm just blathering. Not really sure what to say. I eventually settle for, "I'm sorry. That's horrible."
"Not really. I never really liked her anyway."
"Huh?"
"Haha. She's just too drunk to dial the phone. Hold on a second."
That bastard. She had no idea he was going to do that. Scared the shit out of me.
Mind you, I have no idea why my ex would want to call me to begin with, but still. She was pretty drunk and was rambling at me about how she missed talking to me. Bleh. She's hardly the same girl I went out with. I barely recognize her voice (She rarely used to talk above a whisper, no idea why, though), and the way she talks is so much different, too. Hard to explain. The entire conversation made no sense to me, but she was apparently talking to me on a cell phone from her brother's car heading to wal-mart. Then in wal-mart, then on their way to a bar or something. I still don't know why she called me.
Then she called me again this morning just to apologize for calling me so late last night.

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