Foggy was only half asleep when his phone went off. Not his normal alarm, it was too early for that. He rolled over to see what the notification was. It was his calendar and it simply said, "Go take care of Matt." Yeah. Right. Matt who was buried under tonnes of rubble, never to be heard of again. When he'd set the reminder last year Foggy certainly hadn't foreseen where things would be. He should erase it. What was the point now? His finger hovered over the button to delete the reminder. There was no reason for it now. Just yesterday he'd be trying to carefully and patiently convince Karen that Matt was gone and it was time to let things like his apartment go. And he believed that, right? Right?
Foggy didn't delete the alarm, he manually reset it to go off again next year and tried not to think about why he did that. Tossing the phone back on the night table he rolled over and pretended to go back to sleep.
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Very long chapter three should be up in a day or two. What the hell happened to my little one shot?