(S)154. Guacamole

Buzzz ...

Buzzz... Buzzz...

I tossed to the far edge of the bed, burying my head under the pillow and away from the annoying sounds.

Buzzz

Buzzz... Buzzz...

Buzzz... Buzzzz... Buzzz...

Heavens above, which crack nut is disturbing my beauty sleep?

I stretched my hand out of the blankets, pat... pat... pat, grabbed the source of annoyance and hit the decline button.

Before I could toss the phone Hanna gave me last to the floor where it belongs, it freaking buzzed again.

Whoever this is, don't they know when you decline a call you absolutely do not want to be disturbed?

I very unwilling answered the call, my eyes still closed inside the quilt.

"Hypocrite! I dare you to reject my call one more time. I dare you, Que."

Of course, it's Soph. I moved the phone away from my eyes but I could still hear her loud and clear.