“You have one new message.”
“First message. May 5th, 2007, 10:57 am.”
“Mr. Mewgian called Mom about the recital!”
“I knew I liked him.”
“Now they are saying that if I don’t perform, they are going to pull me out of lessons!”
“I hate having to agree with them about anything, but they’re right, you should do the show.”
“He’s got them all hyped up about my ‘talent’. What am I going to do? I don’t want to quit, but I don’t want to do the stupid recital either!”
“Message end.”
“Message deleted. You have no new messages.”
“You have one new message.”
“First message. May 15th, 2007, 11:21 pm.”
“I have some news.”
“Me too, you go first.”
“I- I agreed to do the show.”
“Yes!”
“I started officially practicing my song during class today.”
“I left Chris.”
“I wish I’d started sooner.”
“(laughs) I wish I’d left sooner. He was shit after all.”
“I’m really nervous.”
“Same here, kid. I’m not sure what to do next.”
“I wish you were here, Sam.”
“You’re gonna be great. You don’t need me for this.”
“Bye.”
“But I miss you too.”
“Message end.”
“Message deleted. You have no new messages.”
“You have one new message.”
“First message. May 22nd, 2007, 4:18 pm.”
“(laughter) Sam, I totally found one of the easter eggs you hid!”
“What the fuck? From like two years ago?”
“On the shelf in Dad’s office!”
“Oh damn.”
“It rolled off and spattered all over the floor, it smells so bad.”
“Good. I hope it stinks up the place for weeks.”
“So here I am, cleaning up one of your messes again.”
“Strengths Alex, we have to stick to our strengths. Oh, but you’ll be happy to know I found a new place! I’m rooming with this girl from wo-”
“Bye.”
“Message end.”
“Aww shit, I’m losing it, talking to my fucking voice mail like it’s a god damn person.”
“Message deleted. You have no new messages.”
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