COOPBASTIAN | PHONE CALL
SEBASTIAN: [ The trip, so far, had been amazing. Though Sebastian prided himself on being fairly cultured, he had been blown away by most of the cities they had stopped in so far. Vienna, obviously, had been his favorite for the history aspect, but he had to admit he had been smitten with the climate in Greece and Turkey. That was definitely the sort of weather he could get used to. But now they were in Paris - god, Sebastian had missed it more than he was willing to admit. But Paris seemed lacking something in particular, something he couldn't really quite explain as he wandered around with the tour groups and got drinks with friends the first night he was there. It wasn't until he saw Cooper's reply to his message when he woke up the next morning that he realized what it was precisely that was missing. He missed Cooper - a fact that he had been quite aware of, but the amount had been something that he had been keeping quiet. He missed Cooper, a lot, and for once their rating system was lacking him at that moment. He wanted to be wandering about Paris with Cooper, showing him all of the sights like he had promised he would. He didn't know what was keeping Cooper so busy, but he knew better than to question it. Instead, he picked up his phone, collapsing onto the bed of his hotel room and dialing Cooper's number. He half expected his boyfriend not to answer - they were both busy this summer, so it was to be expected, but when the line connected, he swallowed, throat a little dry all of a sudden.] Hey. [He greeted after a beat, lips curling into a half smile.] Driving?
