Andre P.O.V
I stared at the phone lying on the bed, wondering if I should have been less harsh in my treatment of it. It hadn't offended me in any way after all and in hindsight, my aggression would be better served if it was directed at Andy and even in his case, I felt unsure he merited it.
My Ill luck today had played out independently today, with them being mere components to achieve the outcome that was my reality right now.
I reflected on the happenings of the day, my head swaying from side to side in frustration. As I swayed, the beads of sweat on my body came into view, reminding me of my intention to take a bath. I had lost track if things a bit thinking about how my day was on the verge of being the worst I'd have for a while.
I picked up the phone one more time and though I
