"I'm going home. It's getting late, she'll get worried if I go back home late."

"Who will get worried?" Sydney asked. She sighed loudly, and shook her head helplessly.

"Mom, I've got to call Rose and tell her that I'm at... I'm with my mom. I can't let her have the wrong idea."

Theodore pulled his phone out of his pocket, and scrolled to Rosalie's number.

Rosalie's number was the first on Theodore's list of contacts. He specifically added a letter 'A' in front of Rosalie's name so she would be listed as the first contact.

He was so drunk, he couldn't see the words on the screen clearly. He scrolled up and down and clicked randomly on the screen, but realized he pressed on the wrong number. When he called the number, he put the phone to his ear.

An agitated voice sounded through the phone. "Theo, it's so late. What's the matter? Are you missing me?"

Theodore found it strange to hear this voice. He looked at his screen, and saw the name reflected on it.

How did "Rose" turn into "Cynthia"?

He furrowed his brows in irritation.

"Why did you pick up Rose's phone? Are you two together?"

"What?" Cynthia asked, confused. "Theo, what are you talking about? Didn't you call me?"

answer her calls, she'll get mad.

too much? Theo, where are you right now?" Sydney could stand it any longer, and snatched Theodore's phone from his

what are

brows. "I'm talking

just

She'll

Rose, you called Cynthia, you

wanted to pull his ear and make him take a good look which number he

was

contact list, given her family name

Theodore was

that he somehow

his contact

Theodore smacked his forehead. "I'll try again,

back, wanting to call Rosalie.

grabbed the phone immediately. The text was mushy

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to me. I'll

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things to

doesn't

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