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The drone of the dial tone rang through your ears, each note making you more and more worried of what you were going to say. The anxiety chewed through you until you considered hanging up. Your finger hovered over the “End Call” button right as a voice exploded from your phone,“Hello?” it said. You could hear a hint of eagerness in it, as if he was waiting for your call. “Um, hi. This is Jovenshire, right?” you cleared your throat, “I’m the girl you gave the number to earlier. At the signing?” You could hear the badly-contained glee in his voice, “Yeah! Yeah, I remember. Um, hold on.” he stumbled and cupped the receiver with his hand. You ...