Bookie eventually changed topics. But I was still thinking about what he said. Even when I woke up the next day it was on my mind, and Clyde was also on my mind. I went downstairs to find dad on the couch passed out, his laptop seemed to still be running. I turned it off and closed it, then got a blanket to out over him.
I decide to make myself some breakfast, I would have made dad some too but I didn't know when he was gonna wake up. Made some cereal to keep it simple. While eating my phone starting going off. Someone was calling me, I figured it was probably just mom and answered.
"Hey." I say moving my phone to my ear as I use my other hand to eat Frosted Flakes.
"Hey...sorry." a familiar voice erupts from the other side on my phone.
"Who's this?" I say almost choking on my cereal.
