Being direct

Cane woke up to a ringing

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Last night after finally finishing off all the paperwork he had built up in his new apartment, Cane had immediately crash-landed onto the sofa and lost consciousness to the abyss of the mattress.

Only to now wake up to feel a trembling in his pocket and hear the chiming of his phone

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Groaning he pulled it out of his pant pocket, swiping to answer and placing it against his ear

"Cane Barlow speaking" he answered taking a neutral tone, not letting his annoyance leak into his voice as to not offend the caller

"I can't describe how amazing it is to hear your voice, Darling"

Sitting up immediately, Cane did a quick look around his room, for no real reason before gingerly speaking "Jasmin?" he questioned, recognizing her voice immediately "did you steal the warden's phone again?'' he questioned

"Realy, that's the first thing you ask when I call you?" even over the phone he could practically see her fake pouting "I'll have you know I stole this phone during me and Alice's little…Excursion"

…

"Alice huh? he asked, surprised that she would actually refer to the girl without an insult "not she-wolf bitch or whore anymore?" he continued jokingly

He heard an audible sigh come from the other end of the line before Jasmin began to speak again "as much as I don't like her, she was crucial in hunting down that piece of fucking shit, that shot you" she said, surprising Cane as he immediately noticed not only her recognition of Alice but also how she was being extremely direct with him for once "nobody gets away with that"

He took a few moments to process her words. Was she finally being direct towards him with her feelings? While Cane had to admit he found both her and Alice attractive, their feeling put him in quite the dilemma.

Not only was there the issue of both girls having extremely heavy amounts of obsession towards him but there was also the issues concerning that their relationship would have obstacles in the form of both patient-therapist policies and rules as well as his own background

It didn't take much to notice that at the rate things were going something was going to explode. He had already made the "mistake" of kissing Alice and now Jasmin was being obvious with her feelings?

He missed the days when all he had to worry about was dying quietly in an alleyway from a bullet to the back of the head

Gently groaning while putting a hand to his forehead, he slowly rose up and got out of bed, patting the heads of the two plushies on his nightstand as he walked past them, and got dressed. Checking the clock on his wall it read 5:30, meaning he was going to be running on only six hours of sleep, but he had gone days without any before so it wasn't too much of a bother

"Sorry, give me a second" he mumbled into the phone, rubbing his eyes and pulling a new shirt out of his closet and beginning to change "just getting dressed"

"Don't take too long, darling" she responded in a tone that seemed to be seductive yet also joking and authoritative, how very Jasmin of her "I've been waiting days for this call" she continued

Taking a few minutes to fully get dressed and rub the sleep from his eyes, he picked the phone back up from on top of the draw he had placed it on before switching it to speaker mode and walking to the kitchen

"So what happened after you guys left me in the hospital" he questioned placing the phone onto the counter and pressing a few buttons on his coffee machine, "I've seen the photos of your results but we haven't actually talked about what happened, leaving me with no information aside from what happened to the shooter. Also, it might be best if Alice joined in on this topic if you don't mind" he said gently, trying to appeal to her.

He heard the sound of something smash and someone yell in the distance before Jasmin screamed at someone "Shut up! He only wants to talk to you because you can help with the story, you bitch!" before she regained her composure and continued to talk to him "Ahem, I guess I can allow that, she is just across the hall from me, distance-wise…but you owe me" towards the end of her sentence her tone went more sensual and hushed

Nodding to himself, as he poured his coffee, and worrying what he was getting into Cane agreed "Seems fair, as long as the favors are equal in demand." although he felt unsafe the instant he finished his words

"Great!" Jasmin responded before he heard the sound of something shatter, likely the glass wall of her cell, before the voice of Alice entered the call

"Hi Cane, we really missed you!" she exclaimed, her cheery voice invading the cold space of his apartment "are you okay, did the hospital treat you properly!?"

Chuckling Cane took a strong sip of his coffee, feeling his world brighten a little as he slightly woke up, he listened to Alice ramble for a few moments as she told the story of their "hunt", with Jasmin jumping into the conversation every once and a while to either correct her or tell her to be quiet so she could speak. Telling him about how they had tracked down Edwin Harrison through his scent and how they had captured him

After their tale Cane sat at his kitchen counter, thinking it over. Not just about the possible people who would hire Harrison but also the dilemma the girl's feelings would cause him if left unattended or unchecked, steeling his nerves and taking a deep breath, and carefully thinking through his words he asked a question that could potentially get him fired

"How long would it take you to get to my apartment without getting caught?"