The sound of a call jolted them out of their thoughts.
Xavier was pacing around the room while Thomas still sat, his thoughts exploding.
Alex looked around, checking for the ringing phone, and he realized it was his phone.
He picked it up and checked the caller.
Jessica?
He dropped the phone back on the nearest stool, and Thomas reached for it.
"You want to ignore that?" He picked the phone up, shaking it in his hand and holding it up for Alex to see the caller clearly.
Alex looked away from the phone. "I know who's calling. I'm not in my right mind right now. If I picked it up, I might say something stupid."
Xavier stopped walking around and moved closer to them. "But I don't think it's nice not picking up. You stood her up at the Met Gala, remember?" He said, reaching for Thomas'
