Riordan
My heart's beating incredibly fast.
Almost like my chest and stomach were vibrating.
Wait.
I shoot up so fast, I hit my head on something hard. ''Motherfucker!''
''What the--'' I blink away my disorientation and realize I'm underneath a bed.
No, no, no.
My chest vibrates again and I panic, discovering my phone is ringing. Thor.
He's going to kill me.
He's going to lecture me like a miscreant's mother.
Taking a deep breath, I click green.
''Thor, listen--''
''You fell asleep, didn't you.''
Pause. Straight to the point.
''Yeah. I did.''
''I called you seven times, Danny. I was so fucking worried about you.''
''Thor--''
''Don't 'Thor' me, I was thinking you got roofied, or worse, died of alcohol poisoning or some shit!''
''I'm sorry.''
Thor exhaled forcefully.
''Did you...have a dream?''
Yes.
''Uh, no. I didn't.''
''Are you...sure?''
Nope.
''Yeah, I must've fallen asleep just after midnight.''
''Okay. I'm coming to get you right now.'' I hear his keys jingle in the background and a door swing open.
''You don't even have the address!''
''Everyone knows where Phoenix Linklater lives. It's not news.''
Oh crap.
Phoenix. He probably thought I left.
''Just be careful on the road. No speeding on my account.''
''Oh, I'll be speeding on my own accord, don't you worry.''
''Thor, I mean it.''
''Whatever, get dressed.''
''Why do you assume I'm naked?''
''Oh, please, I've seen the googly eyes you give Phoenix Linklater.''
''What? I do not have a thing for him.''
''Never said you did. Just commented on how you look at him.''
''And also just implied that I slept with him!''
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