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I say in a sleepy voice:

‘ Hello ’

‘ Jake, my God, are you asleep? It's eleven in the morning! ’ Jenny exclaims.

‘ Yeah, I must be tired. ’ Bullshit. At work I just sit around doing nothing, just yesterday three people came in and bought water, and that's it.

‘ I'm sorry I have to pick up the flash drive I once left at your place, ’ Jenny recalls.

‘ Yeah, sure, I'll be waiting. ’ The conversation ends.

I put the phone on the bed and went to the bathroom, after a while I headed to the kitchen and put the kettle on, after my gaze stopped on the magazine I was reading, not missing any issue, my hand reached for the magazine, barely taking it, I thought I should eat before listening to it. The doorbell rings.

‘ It's open! ’ I shout.

The door opens and Jenny walks in.

‘ Sorry, I'm in a hurry, where's the flash drive? ’ she asks.

‘ On the nightstand in my room, ’ I answer.

Jenny heads to her room, she takes the flash drive and goes into the kitchen.

‘ Gotta go, gotta get my project to school, ’ Jenny explains. She came over to me and hugged me taking a deep breath.