gee, i’m gonna miss this place. here’s what i caught:
“the first night we met was at rachel’s party. we drank a bottle of fucking scotch and we fucking had sex. i remember everything.”

sounds of charlie brown’s wah wah wah teacher the phone must be really loud.

“ok, he’s sick. please stay awake. i have to talk to you. please stay awake. please. i need to talk to you about this. please, i’ll call you right back. don’t go to sleep, i’ll call you right back.”

sound of puking.

“c’mon, let’s go.”
“no”
“c’mon.”