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Hannah left some minutes ago to turn in an assignment and I return to my textbook. A pencil between my teeth as I thumb through my notes looking for a part of the lesson I could have sworn I wrote down somewhere except I couldn’t find it.

Did I imagine that?

There was no way I imagined it. Was I so out of it that I was not taking notes in class because that would be beyond stupid.

Maybe I wrote it in the wrong book? That was also possible-

I’m distracted by a ping.

The screen of my phone lighting up instantly.

I’m about to ignore it and continuing my search when I noticed it’s a notification from my bank. Those were important so I double tapped with one finger and dragged down the notification. I blinked in shock,snatched up my phone, then unlocked my phone immediately to get the full message.

I’m tying to make sense of it when another notification comes in. A text from an unknown number this time.

Unknown: Here’s what we owe you shortie.

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