Room 234/236 : Saturday night, very very late

[mparkerceo]

After Caritas, Parker went back to her room, changed into pajamas, and started working on new T-shirt and poster designs, as well as listening to the tape of the night's performance. When the phone rang, she was too distracted to think to check the Caller I.D.

Mistake. "Parker."

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[anextimeagent]

Under the watchful eye of the plant, Jack had tried to sleep, finally giving it up as a waste of time, and pulling on a pair of old jeans, he'd padded silently down the hall to Parker's room.

He arrived in time to hear the tail end of the conversation. "Parker?" he asked carefully, staying in the doorway as the phone thumped onto the bed. "Who's a coward, and what should they have told you?"

[mparkerceo]

Parker whirled around, and M made a bee-line for him, twining around Jack's ankles. She sighed, pushing both hands through her hair, and said, "Hi. Come on in. And Sydney." She made grousing noises as she stomped over to the mini-fridge for a drink.

[anextimeagent]

Jack smiled at M and scooped her up, scratching her behind the ears. "You okay?" he asked as he followed Parker to the fridge and touched her shoulder with one cautious hand. "What did he want?"

[mparkerceo]

Parker leaned into it for a second, but didn't turn around. "He was headed home from work, which tells you something about the Centre right there. He said he just wanted to confirm that he'd be here next weekend, but I think he was checking up on me." She snarled at the interior of the fridge, then fished out a bag of shrimp for M and some carrots for Esme.