She was already at the gate, when I reached her after searching for my phone all over the hotel room. The weekend burning nostalgia and melancholy in my chest. Separation anxiety amongst them.
“Honey! I miss you already!” she answered.
“The bracelet!” I managed to blurb.
“Fuck!! Shit!!! Fuck… I´m boarding in 20 minutes. I have to have that bracelet. She´s gonna flip out.”
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