Jake Calling...
"Hello?"
"WHOOP WHOOP!!"
"OH SWEET MOTHER OF GOD!!"
"I WAS RI-IGHT!!"
"My poor, sleep-addled ear drums..."
"Can you use the word addled in that sentence?"
"I don't know...my brain isn't functioning right now...what are you doing calling me...at seven in the morning?"
"Well, I got this message last night, and since I didn't see it until it was very, very late, I decided to be a good future boyfriend and-"
"Wait! Seven?!"
"Yes...it's seven. That's the time-"
"HOLY SHIT!! I'M GONNA BE LATE!"
"Well aren't you religious this morning."
"Not now, Jake!"
"..."
"...Clare?"
"You forgot to end the call..."
"I can hear your shower running."
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