“Hey, love,” she greeted, “Its Emma. Can you please be a bit clearer where the party was?” She prompted, her worry leaking into her voice
“And I’m double o six,” Syx laughed stupidly, “Woodridge, Anthony Woodridge. Yes… you can ride my wood, ladies,” his attempt at drunken seduction ended in a fix if giggles, “Fuck Em. Was Uncle Freddy’s kid Tom’s party. At his house. I… I rode my scooter there? I don’t know where my scooter is Em!”
Standing again and swaying on his feet, Syx looked both ways as if his scooter or the house would be visible. Neither were. Distressed, he continued, “Uhhhhh which way did I come from?”
Emma rolled her eyes dramatically at his silly joke, but still couldn’t help the fact that she was smiling some at it. He was such a nerd. She listened as she left Sam’s place, nodding as Syx finally said that he was at the kids place.. she vaguely remember going by there at one point in time.
“Alright, its fine Syx. Just stay where you are. I’m coming to get you and we can figure out the rest as soon as I’m there, yeah?” She urged. SHe wasn’t sure how she would do that when he was on the country roads.. but she would figure it out.
Grunting over the line, Syx complied, “Yeah, yeah okay.”
Sitting back down with a thump, Syx curled up to wait. Hunched under his leather jacket and leaning against a decorative wooden fence, he fell asleep while he waited.
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