❝August is like the Sunday of summer.❞ -Unknown

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"Lyndsey, are you there?"

"Whoa, I swear, if you haven't called him yet--"

"I did--"

"HOW DID IT GO?! Tell me everything!"

"Lynn--I don't know what happened. The call didn't go through."

"Oh, that's a cute excuse--"

"I'm dead serious."

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"No one picked up, and then I got a voicemail saying the number couldn't be reached!"

"Don't freak out--Aria, seriously--it's probably just a mistake. You should try again."

"Why wouldn't I be able to reach him, Lyndsey? He's probably blocked my number!"

"What the heck, Ari? Why do you always assume everyone's out to hurt you?"

"My boyfriend breaks up with me and now the other guy I like wishes I didn't exist. I can't do this Lyndsey, I just can't do this."

"Aria Leedman, shut up right this second and pull your freaking self together. I'm dead serious. You've got to take a moment, realize the world doesn't revolve around you, and then build a better perspective from there. You can't solve anyone else's problems as long as you're moping about your own problems. Just deal with it one step at a time!"

"But I might as well die; Lynn, I can't do this anymore."

"Aria--"

"..."

"I'm gonna kill her."

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