"Ev'n," Tommy rasps.
"Why would you make meĀ listenĀ as youā"
He tries to get the word out, but his gut twists and churns, and he almost drops the phone when he vomits. It's thin and milky and sour, and in it are bits of the cupcake batter he'd been sneaking while he waited for the croissant dough to thaw slightly.
It starts to spread a little on the tile, getting into the grout lines. He should wipe it up, because the cleaning deposit for this place was insane, but he can't move. Buck just stares at it, shivering. He's freezing all of a sudden.
"'m sorry," Tommy wheezes, the words slowing, becoming a little quieter with each one. "Y'never⦠didn't think you'd⦠pick up."
Buck coughs up the acid lingering in the back of his throat and swallows it back down; it burns the entire way, but he's still cold. "ThenĀ whyā"
"J'st wanted⦠to hear y'r voiceā¦."
"Ev'n," Tommy rasps.
"Why would you make meĀ listenĀ as youā"
He tries to get the word out, but his gut twists and churns, and he almost drops the phone when he vomits. It's thin and milky and sour, and in it are bits of the cupcake batter he'd been sneaking while he waited for the croissant dough to thaw slightly.
It starts to spread a little on the tile, getting into the grout lines. He should wipe it up, because the cleaning deposit for this place was insane, but he can't move. Buck just stares at it, shivering. He's freezing all of a sudden.
"'m sorry," Tommy wheezes, the words slowing, becoming a little quieter with each one. "Y'never⦠didn't think you'd⦠pick up."
Buck coughs up the acid lingering in the back of his throat and swallows it back down; it burns the entire way, but he's still cold. "ThenĀ whyā"
"J'st wanted⦠to hear y'r voiceā¦."