56.
beeeep
“yeah hey Doll, uh, everyone's been trying to reach you but there's been nothing. i guess it's my turn. are you...?”
long sigh
“we both know i'm not good at this stuff, like... ugh. Doll, are you okay? it's not like you to be so quiet for so long, unless... mm... i guess it is kinda like you, hey? it's just... been a while since the last time... which is good! it's a good thing! it's just that, like, the others... they're not used to it, y'know. i know you'll be back soon, but they've never seen you like this. well, i guess they've not... not(?) seen you like this? ugh, you get it.
“oh yeah, your Witch is looking for you. she swung 'round the other day, checking to see if you were hiding out here. i told her you're not. ... you're not, right? are you in here?”
wardrobe doors creaking and banging. footsteps. doorknobs turning and latches catching
“yeah that was dumb. i dunno, i guess i just keep thinking you're gonna be sitting in my room one day, like you used to, as if you were here all along.
“anyway, she joked about printing some flyers and then said she was gonna go talk to 'Her'. uhhh, who's that? who's she meeting with?
“man, i dunno... shit, sorry, not man, i-”
slow, deliberate inhale
“i'm sorry Doll, i'm working on it. just... just text me, okay? or someone. fuck, hire a skywriter. just let us know you're alive. well, not alive but... you know what i mean...
“ugh forget it”
click