slight trigger warning

Camila's shallow breathing was heard from the other end of the phone. Lauren was speechless.

It hadn't dawned on Lauren that this was the first time she heard Camila's voice. She was confused over what Camila had said, asking the younger girl if she wanted Lauren to call her. Camila called her right away. That was fifteen minutes ago.

"I- I thought you said you visited her the other day," Lauren said quietly.

"I did," Camila responded hollowly. "I went to see her grave,"

"But... you told me you talk to her everyday,"

"I keep a journal," Camila responded. "It's filled with things I would say to Normani if she were still here,"

"H-how-?"

"She was coming home from babysitting at night," Camila said. "She had a green light but the truck had a red. I don't think she saw it coming,"

"Drunk driver?"

"Yeah,"

It was quiet. The only sound was Dinah snoring soundly.

"Are you going to wake up your roommate?" Camila asked.

"No, Dinah can sleep through nuclear warfare,"

"That's nice," Camila laughed slightly, before sniffling. Lauren heard something that sounded like a yawn.

"Are you tired?"

"A little,"

"You should sleep, it's late,"

"Okay,"

"So I'll talk to you tomo-"

"What? Where are you going?" Camila asked.
Lauren became confused again.

"Aren't- aren't you going to go to bed?"

"Well yeah but can't we talk until one of us falls asleep?"

Lauren thought for a moment. It seemed like the cheesy thing couples do on TV, but she figured right now Camila needed comfort. "Of course,"

"You have a really pretty voice," Camila mumbled sleepily. "It's cool and raspy. I like it,"

"Thank you," Lauren said, laying down.

It was quiet after that. Lauren assumed Camila had fallen asleep. She figured she should probably hang up, but not before she caught the next words.

"I think everything about you is pretty,"

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was thinking about making a kind of spin off of this called 'dear normani' lmk