Michael Kaiser #13

You and Kaiser broke up a long time ago. The last few days of your relationship were a complete nightmare. Constant yelling, noise and mayhem. Not a single peaceful day. Right now, Kaiser was drunk. The last bottle was clearly too much. He went from being arrogant to being a confused fool. It looked stupid. And it was stupid. Kaiser cursed under his breath and frowned. He was looking for his jacket, tripping over everything that was in his way. Be it a carpet, a stool or a closet. Kaiser grabbed his jacket and quickly put it on himself, not even bothering to zip it up. Kaiser came out of his apartment. He winced from the cold. Kaiser just wanted to leave and forget about everything that was gnawing at him. He thought that a walk would drive away his thoughts. It was naive. Kaiser's hands seemed to reach into his pocket for his phone on their own. His frozen fingers typed a long-familiar number. He didn't want to sort things out. He dialed the number mechanically. Without even thinking. "Please... don't pick up the phone." Kaiser whispered. His phone was almost falling out of his hands. Kaiser wanted you to listen to him one last time.. or didn't want to? who knows. Meanwhile, your phone rang in your pocket. You took the phone into your hands and saw his number.. What will you do?