She waited five hours so I waited ten, but by then it was the middle of the night. She asked why I woke her up in the middle of the night. I could have said I didn't think she'd have her phone on, but that doesn't really apply to the millions I call my generation. All I could think to tell her was the truth, which was spite. She waited five so I doubled that. I knew she had her phone, she must have seen it, who doesn't have time, pick up a phone. This is our generation. So when she waited five I waited ten. And I was glad I woke her up, I showed her. Whoever she was.
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