Lucretia was returning from the washroom, drying her hair with a towel when she heard her phone ringing.
"Who could it be?" she murmured to herself and rushed over to her bed.
She picked the phone and checked the caller.
"Oh Phil..." she uttered and brushed her phone aside. She stood up and left to her wardrobe.
PHILIP'S ROOM
Philip stares at his phone while it connects to Lucretia's line but receives no answer.
"Why is she not picking my calls? I hope she is fine." he uttered worriedly.
He stood up from his bed and moved towards the window which gives direct view to Lucretia's.
He starred at Lucretia's window as the light went off in her room.
"Goodnight little bunny." he muttered and went off to bed.
LUCRETIA'S ROOM
Lucretia laid on her bed starring blankly at her phone.
