Lane's phone - that is, Xavier's phone - was ringing. Well, it's been ringing for half an hour straight now.
That was because it was 10:30 on Friday morning. Lane was supposed to be on the airport an hour ago, and now, the time for check in to end was getting close.
"Ye, yes?" Lane finally picked up, gasping for breath.
As for why he was gasping? Because he was in a rush, busy packing, of course! His actual flight, the one he was planning to take, was in four hours, and he was not yet done!
"Where are you?" Damien's voice on the other end of the line was uncharacteristically impatient. "You're gonna be late!"
"Ah, yes! I was going to call! I'm sorry, but I can't make it today!"
Damien fell silent for a moment. Only the announcements from the terminal could be heard in the background.
"You're not coming?" he finally asked.
