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Written by: Bella Morgan Category: Fantasm My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? Where did Stuart go? I got to make shit up to him when we get back to college if he’s there. Please be there man, only real friend I’ve had in three years. My call isn’t even going to voicemail, number no longer in service. I call Stephanie and her line rings making me feel a little better when she answers. “Richard what are you doing calling? Are you backing in town,” Stephanie asks a little quickly. “No I’m still at the family home. Tried calling Stuart but his phone must be out of contract since he’s been with you this summer,” I tell her smiling,” How is the big guy? You mended him pretty good over the past few months.” “Richard, Stuart is gone,” Steph tells me and I freeze. “What do you mean gone, he had no plans and his Uncle drives truck for a living. Where did he go,” I ask confused and alarmed hoping he’s alright. “I don’t know people said they saw him talking to a man in a suit and then there were the goons in his room cleaning it out. I’m scared Richard, what if he did something like hack the government,” Steph asks afraid. “Stuart is a good guy, he wouldn’t fuck around like that,” I tell her but she’s quick to reply. “Yeah and you only spent a whole school year fucking every girl he had a shot with even me,” Stephanie says and I remember what I did,” Not to mention if he found out the few girls he’s been with you got to go with him since he was your wingman.” “Hey I took care of him; he didn’t suffer living with me. You make me sound like an asshole,” I growl into the phone getting pissed. “Well you weren’t a friend, I wasn’t a friend,” Stephanie says before starting to choke up,” I hope he’s not dead.” “Stop with the drama Steph, he’s fine. Probably went back to Montana where his parents are from,” I tell her and she cuts me off fast. “He’s from Alaska, his parents were Norwegian. Friend? More like he was your stooge,” Stephanie snaps at me before hanging up the phone. How could I fuck up where he’s from? 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