29“My Stupid Mouth” – John Mayer
Vanessa sat in her basement, surrounded by pretty things, but her mind was an ugly, ugly place. The TV was on but muted, and she sat and stared at her phone. It was after nine in the morning, and she'd already run out of things to do to occupy herself.
Eighty years later, her phone buzzed and she leapt for it.
L: Hey, sorry I've been MIA. Do you wanna come pick me up in a bit and we can grab some food? I kind of need to talk to you about some stuff.
V: I can be there in ten minutes.
L: Lol. All right.
Their relationship was far past the point of her pretending not to be sitting next to the phone, so it was really just better to get whatever it was out of the way. Her heart could not handle him deciding he had to break up with her for her own good agai
