“Really? but it’s been so long since the last time we talked”
“But…but you know why that happened. So what reminds you of me today?”
“Actually I’m in a bit of trouble and I need some help so the first person I could think of is Emma”
“Oh umm Simon..” She begins to cry, her voice weakens and she starts to stutter
“Is everything okay?”
“No everything isn’t okay, Simon. She passed away 3 months ago.”
“Oh my God! Why didn’t you call me?!”
“I’m sure you have your own problems so why overwhelm you with mine? anyway can I help in any way? I mean what kind of trouble are you in?”

“You have one more minute” one cop yells.

“Well I’m at the police station…and I think I’m here because they think I killed one of my friends”
“What?! Simon! Oh my God! I can’t believe this! What’d you do? I mean did you actually ya know kill someone?!”
“NO! of course not!”
“Okay well why don’t you call Your aunt?”
“Yeah because the first thing I wanna do when I’m about to go to jail is call an alcoholic to help me?!”