215: Wednesday Morning
Jack was sound asleep, wrapped around a very warm Sam, when the phone rang, startling him awake. One ring, two rings, and he glared at it in the vain hope it would stop. Another ring and he leapt out of bed to answer it before it woke Sam. Though he had a suspicion it was too late for that.
"Hello?" It was very difficult not to sound irritated, but he made the effort. "Oh. Hi." Irritation was gone, replaced by a kind of numbness. "How are you?"
[ooc: for Sam, and slowplay; details of conversation NFB, thanks]
"Hello?" It was very difficult not to sound irritated, but he made the effort. "Oh. Hi." Irritation was gone, replaced by a kind of numbness. "How are you?"
[ooc: for Sam, and slowplay; details of conversation NFB, thanks]