Death Knocked On My Door

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  The phone was ringing. It's incessant sound sliced through the afternoon silence hung over the street of Hamilton.The burgundy-haired girl let out a groan as she reached out for her phone that was placed on her nightstand. Not moving her body from the bed, she pressed the answer button."Rapz, I know how much you love me but it's not the best day for you to call. I still have a hangover," She groaned.The person on the other line let out a squeak. "Oh. I'm so sorry!" Her friend said with her usual southern accent. "Pero Prax, ka-kailangan ka na kasi dito sa office," She was stuttering.Praxina let out a sigh. "I've already told you, Rapz. You don't need to force yourself to speak tagalog just for me. For goodness' sake, we're in France! And--" She stopped herself. "Nevermind. I'll meet you there at 5.""Alright. À plus tard," Rapz said.She smiled. "À plus tard," She then pre