“Darling?” Michael answers the phone, he sounds puffed. “Michael, um, you busy?” Cassandra asks nervously, biting her lip. “Never busy for you little one, What's up,” Michael says. “Well, I kind of can’t leave my apartment,” Cassandra says as she looks out the front doors of reception. “What do you mean?” Michael asks, confused. “Well there is a mob of photographers outside and I can't get through,” Cassandra says. “Shit, are you inside? are you safe?” Michael asks, panicked. “Yeah but, I'm late for work and I need to leave,” Cassandra says. “I'm coming, sit tight,” Michael says.
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