heh. The place be home, be home, place be home, please be home, please be home.

Come on.

Oh, hey, fuck, I am so sorry to bother you like this. I see I interrupted you. I can wait out here for a bit if you need to finish a shower or whatever.

You're done? Are you sure? Well, I fucked up tonight and I could really use your help.

I was hoping I can use your phone to call a locksmith real quick.

Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you so much.

Oh, and it's been a whole fucking thing.

Oh, what happened?

What happened?

Well, I had plans with some coworkers tonight at the sushi place that's like three blocks from here.

Yeah, I know getting the table there is impossible, but that's exactly the problem.

We were supposed to meet up at eight, and I was running late.

I got held up at work and then finding a parking spot was a fucking nightmare,

and then the restaurant's policy is that your whole party has to be

ready to be seated within 15 minutes of booking or you lose the reservations.

Anyway, dinner was great, we stayed there till close and then we hung out outside for a few minutes as people

waited for their rides and stuff. I was the last one to leave and when I got to my car I

realized not only had I locked my keys in the car, I had also managed to lock my fucking phone inside the car.

Yes, I know, that's what I get for Russian.

And at this point, all the businesses are closed and there's nobody else around.

So I'm like, shit out of luck until I remember.

Oh, hey, my best friend's sister lives like 10 minutes away from here.

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