the pokey

today at 12am i awoke to the phone. not really a surprise. i sleepily answered an exhausted hello.

"Is this Miss Reagan?" i perk up.

"Yes."

"This is the Boston Police." oh my god, what did i do? what did i do? "Your mom called us. She's worried about you. Could you call her to tell her you are alright?"

stunned, "Yes."

and this was my run in with the police.
 
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