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voicemail.
part of him was relieved she hadn’t picked up. the other part though? well, that part wanted to go find whoever had invented voicemail, and tear them apart. cary scrubbed a hand over his face, elbows perched on his knees as he let out a shaky breath.
‘ sera, it’s me. uhh, need you to come back to new orleans. things are ... things have to shit. fuck it, things have gone to hell. i need you here, please.’



















