A/N: This is told in phone messages. Most of them are from Jimmy and most of them are to Johnny. The other ones I think you can figure out.

Hey Johnny, it's me. Where are you? Call me.

Hey Johnny, it's me. You still haven't called. What the fuck, man? Call me back.

Hey Johnny, it's me. What the fucks going on? Where the hell are you? Call me!

Hey Johnny, it's me. Seriously, man. Not funny. Do you want me to think you're fucking dead or something? I'm sure it's a great party, but I think it's time to come home. Get your ass back here, Johnny!

Hey Johnny, it's me. Goddamn it, Johnny, it's been like a day and a half. Where the fuck are you?

Hey Johnny, it's me. I called Whatsername, but she said you weren't there. She said she hadn't seen you in ages. Can you believe she even picked up for me? She didn't sound worried, but when I said you'd been gone for almost two days, somethin' changed. See? I'm not the only fucker who cares about you, Johnny. So come the fuck home! Call me!

Hey Johnny, it's me. Day 3. Where are you? Call me.

Hey Johnny, it's me. No one's seen you since that party three nights ago. Where the fuck are you, man? I can't go to the police and you know it, Johnny. You have to come home at some point, you bastard. I've got all your shit for one thing. Where are you?

Hey Johnny, it's me. It's been like four days. Either you've found someone else, which is not cool, by the way, not cool at all, or you're in a hole somewhere trying yourself apart. I can fix you up, Johnny. I know you need it. Come on, man, come back.

Hey Johnny, it's me. I'm about to give up on you, here. Call me.

Hey Johnny, it's me. It's been a week now. I didn't call you yesterday 'cause I knew you wouldn't pick up and I thought if I left you alone you'd show up like how your food comes when you go to the bathroom at a restaurant. Anyway. Call me.

Hey Johnny, it's me. If you don't want to come back, fine, but at least tell me where the fuck you are so I can't stop worrying that you've fucking died. Not that I really give a fuck at this point, but I wanna know, Okay, so call me.

Hey Johnny, it's me. I'm gunna pitch your stuff if you don't show up soon. Come on, man, call me.

Hey Johnny, it's me. Seriously, at least just tell me where you are. Call me.

Hey Johnny, it's me. Where are you, kid, where are you? Call me.

Hey Johnny, it's me. Are you even alive? Call me.

Hey Johnny, it's me. Call me.

Hey Johnny, it's me. Call.

Hey Johnny, it's me.

Hey Johnny, it's me, Saint Jimmy. We sure gave them hell, didn't we, Johnny? I did anyway. Maybe you were just a sell-out. Is that it, Johnny? Was it just a game to you? Ha! It sure as hell was a game to me. Everything's just a game. It's just a game, Johnny – you don't have to take everything so goddamn serious. I didn't.

Hey Johnny, it's me. I know we haven't talked since you went off with Jimmy, but he gave me your number when he was looking for you. I don't know where you are or if you even still use this number, but I thought you should know. Jimmy's dead. He shot himself. So yeah. I hope you're Okay and everything, but I still feel the same way. Don't call.

Hey Jimmy, it's me. Sorry I haven't called in forever. I lost my phone at that party and then I had this epiphany. I can't keep living like this. I have to get out. Or I had to get out. I'm sorry I didn't come back, Jimmy, but I just had to leave all that shit behind me, you know? Start over. Again. I guess it's kind of funny. I came to the city to start over and I left it to start over, but at the same time I was going back to where I started. Anyway. I would have called sooner, but withdrawal, you know how that is. Or maybe you don't. The point is I'm sorry if I freaked you out, but I'm home safe and sound again. This is my new number so yeah. Call me.