Feb 6, 2022
@carphander: [ 📞 ] ‘ it’s me. can we talk? ‘
inbox content: phone call prompts.
she rolls over (a soft groan under her breath) to turn the bedside lamp on. the sudden light is an unwelcome companion, but it certainly does its job of waking her up. sam lazily rubs over her eye with a loosely balled fist. “mm — tara?” she immediately sits up in bed. it’s been years since her sister’s caller id has popped up, but that sisterly concern has not died. sam swings her feet off her bed. “tara,” she repeats, no longer as a question, “hey ... what — what’s up? is everything okay?”