Aubrey Rois & Briar Rose (pricked) wrote in doors,
Re: Phone Call: Aubrey/Dair
[He can hear the emotion breaking in Dair's voice, and momentarily covers his phone's mouthpiece as he leans into the front of the cab.] I'll give you triple the fare if you get me to the Wynn in less than five minutes. [A muffled sound of agreement from the driver, and he's back on the line.] I don't have the answers, sweetheart. I wish I did. Maybe we're all being tested. Maybe the world is just random and fucked up and we have to do everything we can to get through it. But you, Dair, you don't have to go through it alone. Fighting or not, you have your family and your friends. You have me.