Adeline’s Bedroom
Time: 12:30 AM
Vibrate... Vibrate... Vibrate...
"Caleb, it’s late. What do you want?" I mumbled groggily, grabbing the phone as it buzzed on the nightstand.
"Why didn't you call me before you left? And how did you get home?" Caleb’s voice sounded frantic.
Frantic at midnight? He’d probably been busy with a marathon session in bed.
"I bought some rice porridge for you. Have you heated it up yet?"
"I’m heating it now. How did you get back? Why didn't you take the car?"
"I took a taxi. I thought you might need a car. Is there anything else? I'm sleepy."
"Adeline..." He called out and then went silent. Does he not understand how exhausted I am?
"What?"
"Did you see... anything? I mean, it wasn't..."
"Wasn't what? You mean you swatting your girl's butt? Oh, please.
