At Tribecca, At living room.

Karlie: Tay, I have something to tell you.

Karlie: I think...I don't really...*stumble in word*

Taylor: Wait...wait a minute..

Karlie: What?

Taylor: I need to record this. I get an inspiration. I need to record this. It been long time since I got struck by inspiration. I can't let this go away from me.

Karlie: but before that, this is so important I want to tell you...

Taylor: save it, Karlie. I need to let this idea out from my brain or else, it will lose. Where is my phone? *searching*

Karlie: but, this is really important tay....

Taylor: where is my phone? Do you see my phone? *searching*

Karlie: Taylor...

Taylor: I can't talk to you right now, Karl. I need my phone. Where is my phone? Any second, this ideas will burn out from my brain. I dunno, when I'll get inspired again.

Karlie: You can use mine if you want. Here!

Taylor: No, I have a lot of recording voice in my phone. My new album folder. A lot of ideas in there. You don't understand. My phone is my life. Did you see my phone, Karl?

Karlie: I'm sorry.

Taylor: Why you sorry?

Karlie: I about to tell you about that???

Taylor: about what?

Karlie: I really don't mean to..it happen so fast..

Taylor: what happen so fast?

Karlie: I was sitting at rooftop. And then I was taking selfie pictures.

Taylor: okay? What happen?

Karlie: It slipped from my hand and fell down to ground floor from our rooftop.

Taylor: what fell?

Karlie: your....iPhone.

Taylor: *about to fainted* *enter the dark world*

Taylor: *it feel from seventh floor of building* *scared the reality*

Taylor: are you serious? You're joking, right? why you telling me now?

Karlie: I was about to tell you...but you stop me.

Karlie: Tay, did you save your files at cloud? Don't worry, I already send you phone to repair.

Taylor: *quietly sobbing* 😭 *stress* *depress* *sad*

Karlie: Dont worry babe, I know they can restore all the memory back.

Taylor: my life.....😭

Karlie: babe...im so sorry

Taylor: my ideas..my inspiration...😭

Karlie: it's okay I'm still here.. Your wife...Your muse..your inspiration...isnt it?

Taylor: 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Taylor: *It hurt like death by a thousand cuts. I will wrote a song about it. I never trust her again. Not with my phone again.*

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F.GIMAN