After a few more minutes of staying in Alexandra’s previous bedroom, Lucien had decided that was enough for him and walked out, although he didn’t have any intention of dropping the journal he had found. He took it with him and gave it a special spot in his room, hung up in one of his bookshelves.
The moment he was done awarding the book its new special spot, he’s phone began to ring. He glanced at the clock on his nightstand to perceive how late it had become before glancing at the device that was laying face down. It was currently after one in the midnight and he wondered who could be calling.
His first thoughts as he approached the device on his bed was to cancel the call, whomever it may be from, that was until he actually spotted the caller and sighed in frustration.
Harris
