“Siri, unsend! Siri, no send! Hey, Siri, unsend!” I scream as I lunge forward. My feet slide on the wet tub, moving like a cartoon character’s under me before completely giving out and slipping away. My body crashes forward, my chin clipping the edge of the windowsill and hip catching the majority of my fall as I land. “Okay, resent,” Siri’s serene voice calls.
RESENT???? omg im CRYINGGGG
