Jane walked out of her bed and went to the kitchen counter to drink a glass of water. The cold water washed out the sleeplessness inside of her, making her clear headed.
She looked at the clock in a hurry.
The clock's big hand was pointing at twelve while the smaller was at forty.
'Shit, I messed up'
Jane was supposed to go home (Noah's house) within eleven p.m and now it had passed midnight.
Jane grabbed her phone after searching for a bit amongst her messy cloth and paper.
She had gotten three missed calls from Noah after eleven p.m. The last missed call was at twelve o'clock and after that he stopped trying.
Jane sighed.
She wondered
Bits and pieces of the nightmare were still vivid in her mind. She took out the call list and pressed the most recent contact to call.
[...Hello]
It was the voice she wouldn't get sick of hearing even after hearing all the time. Jane calmed down her heart and spoke,