Melody
“Hello, my old friend,” I greeted Dom on the phone, “it’s been a while.”
“Melody? It’s so good to hear from you,” Dom exclaimed over the phone. “How have you been?”
“Oh, you know, the usual. Pillaging villages and setting fire to the world.” I laughed, yet he didn’t quite realise just how true that statement was, even now as I wrapped the mask around my eyes in preparation. “How is everyone?”
“And by everyone, you’re referring to your mate?” she not so subtly asked.
“You know I don’t mince my words. When I say everyone, I mean everyone, but if you’d like to start with him, then go ahead.” I replied, already feeling the pinch but knowing I had to try to remain detached to have any hope of surviving this encounter. “How is Jake?”
“Honestly, not great.” He sighed a little defeate
