Call me when you get outside the territory...
Ren woke up in the car, his friends near him. Eran was in the drivers seat as usual, he was a skinny one but he was tall. Then next to him was Pholtus, he was the muscle of their little group. And then in front of him was Shimo, deep into a book.
"Hey, Eran. How much longer until we're out of Mōntes?" Ren asked his driver.
"We'll be out in a tight 15, why?" Evan questioned.
"No reason." He answered not sounding all that truthful.
"C'mon tell us!" Pholtus slapped him on the back and almost knocked the wind out of him.
"Right before we left and the Jotës arrived, he told me to call him when we get outside territory limits."
"Well we'll set up camp as soon as we can."
"Thanks"
They were outside territory limits and Ren opened his phone and dialed in the number belonging to his father. It was ringing.
The number you have called is not available at this time, thank you!
"What?! He promised he'd answer!"
"Don't worry Ren, he'll call back soon." Said Evan calm as always.
"Ok, you're right." Ren said not entirely believing him.
"Dinner's almost ready, spicy rib steaks." And with that they walked down to the fire and sat down with Shimo and Pholtus.
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