He’s probably mad again, but, really, it wasn’t my fault…
things happen sometimes…
I had to work late…
traffic was backed up...
my phone was dead…
I lost track of the time...
just an accident…
just a misunderstanding...
it couldn’t be helped.
Where is he?
Why won’t he pick up?
Lots of excuses conjured up, maybe used once too often. You have an uncanny knack of creating tension with just 50 words!
YEah riiiight. hahaha Say goodbye.