“Hey, Russell, what’s up? I haven’t heard from you since…half an hour ago. Ready to go intimidate bears with your boner again?” Peter chuckled but figured it was likely serious for him to call so soon.
“Yep, Denise called to tell me my schedule had been cleared. As in, they don’t need me. I took a f*****g day off and they don’t need me? I don’t get it? I had clients to meet for the rest of the week. I only asked her to clear me from Thursday on.”
Peter heard the frustration in his voice. “Want to come over? I promise not to make you chase any wild animals away. That way you can scope out your recovery terrain.”
Russell sighed. “I may, as well. And you’re as wild as any animal I can ever imagine encountering, boner or no boner. Give me a few minutes to get changed and I’ll see you soon.”
