This is going to be really annotated, here goes...
I have not heard from J all day. He hasn't been on Facebook, I haven't gotten any response via text and his phone is going right to voicemail. So because I was worried, after work I went by his house and knocked on the door. A woman answered the door. I'll let y'all ponder on that. I peered in the living room and there were children's toys and a child running around. She told me he wasn't there but she would tell him to come by my house. Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot. This shit is bizarre as hell.....
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