There was a clanging, ringing sort of thud. As if a hungover Slayer had knocked the entire phone off her nightstand, and was now staring at it and determining if she could reach the receiver at all.
Victory. She pulled it back into bed with her, the cord stretching out and causing more clangy noises from the base.
Yes, she had a shitty phone. Fuck it, the cordless ones were expensive.
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"Detective Montoya, you don't know how good it is to hear your voice."
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Victory. She pulled it back into bed with her, the cord stretching out and causing more clangy noises from the base.
Yes, she had a shitty phone. Fuck it, the cordless ones were expensive.
"Yeah," she muttered, still mostly asleep.
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"Faith?"
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