>“HOLY SHIT MOTHERFUCKER WHERE’S THE FIRE? WHAT? HOW? WHEN? KELLY CLARKSONNNN!!!”
She rubbed her eyes and blinked a few times to focus her vision. It was still night outside. She quickly got up to check the heater that was at the floor of her bed. *WHEW* she thought as she exhaled a sigh of relief. TV. check. Purse. check. Over-sized teddy bear. check. Everything around her was exactly where it should be, and she didn’t smell any smoke or see any flames. So wtf was beeping so loud in the middle of the night? She laid back down and realized it was her IPhone.
She checked the time before unlocking it. It was exactly 3:47am when her heart sank. A phone call and abundance of texts at this time in the middle of the week is usually a bad thing. She recited a quick prayer and hoped everyone was safe.
Text #1: Are you awake? Text #2: GIRL WAKE UP Text #3: I need to talk to you Text #4: I just wanted to tell you before you found out another way
She recited another quick prayer and braced myself.
Text #5: They’re having a baby
And with that, she put her phone down and went back to sleep in hopes of it being all a dream in the morning.