Message Four
I woke up today and looked at my phone expectingly, waiting for it to ring at any moment.
No luck.
I pick it up and quickly type in my password, Derrickisawesome.
I smile to myself like I always do when I type in my password.
Derrick had taken my phone three years ago and set that as my password.
I haven't changed it since.
His password on his was Derrickisnotawesome.
Surprisingly, he kept it.
Probably not now.
I winced.
I type in his number quickly, not even needing to look down at the screen.
Muscle memory.
"Derrick, I'm sorry. Please forgive me."
"I love you"
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