>>Call Roomate

RM: Hello?

MM: Roo?

RM: Dude! Where were you?

MM: I don't know. I just-I was...somewhere, and then I was somewhere else, an-and now I'm back but I don't...*sigh* Listen, I need a ride home. Can you bring the car around?

RM: The car? You took the car.

MM: WHAT?!

RM: Don't yell.

MM: Sorry.

RM: I went to the corner store and when I came back, you were gone. At first, I thought you were getting groceries. And when the next day came, I thought you were with PD. It was only until yesterday that I knew something was wrong.

MM: I don't remember anything. I didn't have my money, or my phone, I ate my shirt for some reason? It was very cold.

.RM: Why would- nevermind. Where's the car?

MM: I don't know. All I remember is waking up in the middle of a street.

RM: *Sigh* All right, I'll call up the insurance company, or..something? I don't know how we're gonna fi-

MM: WAIT!

RM: Ah! S-stop yell-

MM: I remember! I saw it! When I bit off my leg! I was laying in front of it!

RM: You-You bit off-

MM: Not now. I need to call CB. I'll see you in a bit!

RM: Wai-

Call Ended

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