The only way to escape from the confinements of glass walls under the ever watchful eye of those who cast decisions without facing the thumb of Caesar occluded by a cloud of blueberry vape-age
the phone buzzed excitedly
" A Noot Noot on the down low ?" the message read
" quick piss and ill grab you at the lifts" returned the response
"sounnnnnnnd"
and all was well in the world
"excuse me" as said by a baby. Beleaved to mean "Thank you". They sorta sound that same.