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THEODORE'S PHONE IS RINGING. He groans as his hand gropes around the bed for the device. It was way too early in the morning for someone to be calling him. Besides, being woken from his peaceful slumber, his teddy bear nowhere in sight, was pissing him off.
Not reading the Caller ID, his vision slightly blurry as he was still half-asleep, he answers the call.
"Hello...?" he says through a yawn.
"Teddy?"
Oh. It was Oliver. He wasn't expecting the Brit to be calling him this early. It's only like four in the morning. Oliver never calls so early. So, this is concerning.
"Right, what are you doing calling me so early? What's so important that I got woken up from my sleep?" Theodore grumbles as he leans over the edge of his bed to pick up his teddy bear from off of the floor.
"Well, I needed to call someone, and you were the first person that came to mind, so—"
"Ollie, what happened?" Theodore questions, noticing the way Oliver's voice was quiet and wavering, like he was about to cry.
"Can— Can I come over? I— I think it's better if I tell you everything there..."
"Yeah, of course. You can always come over to mine, Ollie, you know that."
Neither took the time to mention how they were still not really on the best terms at the moment. It would be a bad time to mention it.
"I know, I just... needed to be sure. I'll be there within the hour."
"See you when you get here."
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It's sometime after five in the morning when Oliver arrives at the Virtanen household. Trudging tiredly to the front door, Theodore rubs his eyes. He hadn't gone back to sleep since Oliver called, wanting to be there immediately when he got here.
"Mate, are you okay?" Theodore questions as he notices the current state of his best friend. Oliver's face is red from crying and his eyes were puffy.
"What does it look like?" Oliver mumbles, sniffing. "I haven't slept at all, and I'm been crying the entire time."
"Oh..." The Italian-French boy backs up from the door, allowing the Brit to enter the house. Shutting the door and locking it, he leads him upstairs to his room.
