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... who sent voice notes. He was a minimalist texter or a phone call. Occasionally, an emoji if he was in a weird mood. But this? 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
This was new.
He tapped play, raising the phone to his ear as the faint sounds of static and breath filtered through. Then came Gerry’s voice—low, scratchy, and, somehow, already halfway into a rant.
“Bro. Bro. You SKIPPED? The one morning I drag myself out of bed early, stretch, prep protein like a good little gym r ...
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