red rum

last night at about 3:30am, i heard a voice shout my name. it sounded like it was coming from outside. Diana, i heard a woman's voice shout, just loud enough for me to hear it. so i stuck my head up to the window screen and tried to locate the stranger below. the stranger with the voice. i waited five minutes but still no call back. maybe it was just a passing phantom playing games with me. although, i secretly wished it was sabrina with her new martini glasses and some vodka. 
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