Harland's phone rings and he sees your name on the caller ID. He sighs, its 9pm. He can guess why you're calling. "Hello?" he asked picking up the phone. "he stitched me up again," you say. Harland can hear the tears in your voice, "he's not picking up the phone." Harland sighs. This guy is a walking red flag, why can't you see that? "Can I come over?" you ask tentatively. "Yes, come over. I'll show you what love ain't," he replies. tonight, he's going to make his move.
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