#callmerxd

[Txt: March 12′th ] Guess what?! [Txt: March 12′th] I got hired at a bar! The boss seems kind of nice, gives me decent hours, the pay ain’t great, but its better than killing wasp nests. Let me know whats going on over there when ya can! Take care!

[Txt: March 17′th] First day of work went great! Well. Okay, I guess. I served my first drink, and the boss says I didn’t screw up, so thats a win in my book! Town narcissist Setzer came in, talked about himself, bored the bar to death, he got kicked out for being bad for business. I laughed so hard. Anyways - I still haven’t heard from you, so I hope you’re doing okay! [Txt: March 25′th] Uh...still haven’t heard from you. You alright? Shinra keeping you busy? Or maybe you lost your phone? It spent two months in my couch when you lived here, so I wouldn’t rule that out just yet. I’ll try again in a week or so - maybe you’ll have found it by then. [Txt: April 1′st]  Remind me to slip hair dye in your shampoo when you get home, cause we’re missing April fools this year. =( [Txt: April 7′th]  Testing! Anyone home? [Txt: April 9′th]  Reno? [Txt: April 10′th] Bro? [Txt: April 26′th]  Guess you still haven’t found it yet. [Txt: June 3′st] Been working at the bar for a solid three months now. Things are alright. Checked my house a third time, your phone ain’t here. [Txt: June 3′st] I know you’ll message back one day, cause you’re still alive. [Txt: June 3′st] .... [Txt: June 3′st] Right? [Txt: July 27′th] Summer’s here. I wanted to take you to the beach like last year, bought some fireworks in the case that you’d make it. [Txt: July 27′th] Wishful thinking, I guess.

[Txt: September 13′th] Its my birthday today. Bar Owner threw a miniature party for me, and got me a cake. Chocolate mint. My favorite. Told me to make a wish, and I said I’d do it as a joke, and then we ate it. [Txt: September 13′th] I did make a wish, you know. [Txt: September 13′th]  I know that if you say it, it won’t come true, but. [Txt: September 13′th] I said it then. I’ll say it again. [Txt: September 13′th]   I wish for my brother back. [Txt: December 25′th] Merry Christmas. [Txt: January 1st] Happy new year. [Txt; March 03′d]  Starting to think you lost your phone after all. [Txt: March 03′d] Or replaced it. [Txt: March 03′d] Or died. [Txt: March 04′th]  Or maybe you’re just sick of me. [Txt: March 04′th] I’d be sick of me too by now. Still not sure how you put up with me as long as you did, when I was such a sniveling little kid.  [Txt: March 05′th]  I hope you’re not alone. That cueball’s still with ya, watching your back. That you’re safe. Alive. Breathing. [Txt: March 05′th]  Fuck, I don’t even care if you never come back. [Txt: March 05′th] I just want you to be out there somewhere. Alive. [Txt: March 30′th] Still not sure if you’re alive or dead, but if its the latter, I came thisclose to seeing ya. Some blond fuck nearly killed me, using a bunch of ice and a whole lot of magic. He came so close to doing it. [Txt: March 30′th]  I almost wish he had. [Txt: March 30′th] Its a shitty thing to say, but its true. [Txt: March 30′th] At the time, I wanted to live. But looking back... [Txt: March 30′th] God.  [Txt: March 30′th] I’m so fucking tired, [Txt: March 30′th] i’m so tired of being alone and miserable. [Txt: March 30′th] ... [Txt: March 30′th] I think its time to give up on this. [Txt: March 30′th] I’m not messaging you anymore. [Txt: March 30′th]  If you’re alive, and you care. [Txt: March 30′th] You won’t send a message. You’ll just come back. [Txt: March 30′th] If you don’t, well. [Txt: March 30′th]  I guess I shouldn’t have shared my wish.

He turns the cellphone off, and quietly sets it upon the bedside table. The goggles soon follow it, and he turns, before lying down, head resting on the pillow, eyes taking in the sight of the ceiling, before they close.