-Jack fumbles with his phone, finally punching in Crow’s number. He leans heavily against the wall, arm still holding his side even though he no longer needs to stop any bleeding. But it helps him feel secure-
Goddamnit, answer…
-he needs to warn the others. He needs Crow to know that Placido causes his injury and that they’re in danger-
-Crow has forgotten that he had changed Jack’s ringtone to the song “Fuck the Pain Away” by Peaches. He wasn’t as good as the others at understanding English but he understood the lyrics to that song just fine. The sound of the ringing jolts him up from the nap he had been taking. He reaches into his pocket and accepts the call-
Hey, big guy. Lemme guess: you couldn’t stop thinking of me and want a bit of phone sex to tide you over ‘til you get home?
-Jack lets out a pained sigh-
Yeah, I was just stabbed and I really need some steamy phone sex, thanks.
-he pauses-
I’m at the hospital. Crow, it’s Placido. Was. He… he hasn’t changed and fuck, he just came out of nowhere while I was driving. You need to tell the others.
-Crow presses his hand against the ear not up to the phone, unsure of what he has just heard-
What…you’ve been stabbed?
-He makes out most of it. Something about Placido-
I’ll tell them…I’ll…look, I’m going to the hospital, though. You’re hurt.
Yeah I just... yeah. I'll be here. Thanks.
-he closes the phone and sighs, groaning in pain again and sinking into his chair-
Goddamn.











