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Bookie never answered that day. I got kind of worried. Okay, maybe more than that, very worried. I kept bothering dad about it and he told me he's probably busy. He was probably right but my mind wouldn't let me let it go. It just kept going with thoughts to make me worry more. Before I know it I'm heading to bed. I sent him a goodnight text hesitantly. I only sent him three texts in total...so it shouldn't be that bad to send him a goodnight message. I went to bed hoping he would answer back soon. But when I woke up instead of a message from Bookie, there were an overload of messages from the group chat. Lily: Happy Birthday! ? Vic: You're old now Cory: Farley the February baby Clyde: We all should celebrate! Farley: Thanks everyone! Shut up Vic That's when it hit me.
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