GW Robichaux

"Hey Mere," GW shifted his body to shield the phone better from the noise of the club. The Cajun Devildogs were about to go on stage to perform, but he still hadn't heard from Meredith since that last voicemail.

"I'm 'bout to play a gig but I wanted t' call you and see how y'all are doing. I haven't heard from you in a while an I'm gettin' worried. Call me."