"Hello?" Pt. 2

October 30th 2016

"Sophie Evangeline Clément Delaney!"

"Shh... speak in quiet whispers."

"No!"

"Head... fragile... need quiet."

"No, you need to get your arse back to the house!"

"Shh..."

"Sophie-"

"I'm at the house."

"No, you are not."

"Yes, I am."

"Don't bullshit me, Sophie. You are not in the house."

"Um... pretty sure I am."

"Oh, really? And where in the house are you?"

"Uh..."

"Exactly-"

"Guest bathroom."

"What?"

"I'm in the guest bathroom."

"No, I checked in there. All that's in the guest bathroom is a bunch of dresses filling the bath. You weren't there."

"Did you look under the dresses?"

"Why would I look under the dresses?"

"Because that's where Charlotte and I are hibernating."

"What?"

"Ok, so last night is a little sketchy, but Charlotte wasn't feeling well-"

<<Sophie, shh. I have a headache. And move your foot from my face.>>

"-Move your face from my foot.- Charlotte wasn't feeling well, so I brought her to the guest bathroom. Then, I fell into the bath, so Charlotte went to get come dresses so I could sleep, but then I asked her to stay with me, so she went to get more dresses and we slept in the bathtub."

"..."

"Daniel?"

"You slept in the bathtub?"

"Yeah."

"Sophie-"

"Shh! Your voice is on full volume today. Turn it down."

"I've been worried about you all night!"

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Didn't look like it when you and Fletch decided you wanted to be spoon buddies in the middle of the night."

"..."

"Yeah, I got up at about three this morning, thinking I'd come and cuddle with you, but you already had a replacement. So I came back to the guest bathtub with Charlotte."

"You and I will never talk about me and Fletch spooning."

"Sorry, babe, but that's not an image I'll be able to erase from my memory anytime soon."

"..."

"Can I go back to sleep now?"

"Fine."

"Ok. See you soon, baboon."