Eliot leaned his head back against the wall and let out a slow breath through his nose.
God, he was tired.
"Thanks, Sophie."
He wasn't better. This wasn't a phone call about fixing anything. But he'd been stuck in the worst part of his own head, and Sophie was the woman who could convince anyone of anything.
"So. What've you and Nate been up to? Still pretendin' you two went legit?"
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Date: 2016-12-16 05:32 am (UTC)God, he was tired.
"Thanks, Sophie."
He wasn't better. This wasn't a phone call about fixing anything. But he'd been stuck in the worst part of his own head, and Sophie was the woman who could convince anyone of anything.
"So. What've you and Nate been up to? Still pretendin' you two went legit?"