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"H to led deeper into lad it’s over" Despite his response, the tone of his voice was off - way off I could tell he was troubled

"Ryan, what’s wrong? Are you okay?" My eyes popped open and I sat up in bed, overwhel"

He sighed "How can you tell?" He sounded surprised that I could read him like that

"I just can I can hear it in your voice"

"I’ll be all right So insane Today was one of those days" His voice tre He wasn’t all right

I took a deep breath, picturing hiain like that first day in my stairwell

"Do you want to talk about it?" I offered

I listened as he blew air into his phone "Ah, I don’t know if talking about it will make a difference," he muttered

He and I were sosorry for himself

"Hmm I have an idea Why don’t you crawl under your blanket and tell h the phone to cohtly "Can you hold on a minute? I need to set the phone down"

"Sure," I whispered I could hear that he was shifting around I iht hairs on his sto above an elastic band I wonder what he looks like naked?

He let out a big sigh, disrupting ht

"Are you better?" I asked

"Much," he replied, but I didn’t believe hihly "You don’t sound very convincing"

He laughed softly I could just tell by his lack of answers that he was upset