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Dear Matthew:
One way to ensure me freaking out is to text me an unintelligible message, asking 'what do I do mom', and then NOT ANSWER WHEN I CALL YOU BACK.
I've called him three times, I've texted him twice, I've called Doug's phone twice and got voice mail, and I've texted the gf's phone. NO ONE IS ANSWERING. ANYWHERE.
No love,
Your very worried mother
Fuck me, I do not need to be panicking at 12:30 in the morning when it's most likely nothing worth panicking over.
And yet.
ARGH.
ETA: Oh, thank God. Matthew texted me again, and then called and everything's okay. *collapses*
I've called him three times, I've texted him twice, I've called Doug's phone twice and got voice mail, and I've texted the gf's phone. NO ONE IS ANSWERING. ANYWHERE.
No love,
Your very worried mother
Fuck me, I do not need to be panicking at 12:30 in the morning when it's most likely nothing worth panicking over.
And yet.
ARGH.
ETA: Oh, thank God. Matthew texted me again, and then called and everything's okay. *collapses*
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