kittycatsandfriendermen-deactiv asked: ☎ My muse drunk dials your muse.
It’s almost one a.m. when he receives the call, the ringing jarring him out of his sleep. He grumbles a curse to himself before sitting up and turning on the light. He frowns at the caller ID. Curious, Ryan presses the talk button, sure it must be an emergency. “Lindsay. It’s one in the morning. Is everything alright?”