For SRS
If it were possible for anyone to see inside the room, they would have either been freaked out or seriously amused. Jamie Prime sat on the floor with his back pressed against the bed, the phone cradled to his ear and his face turned away from the room. As if he could actually ignore all the other hims in the room. As the phone rang and rang, he took the receiver and hit himself on the forehead, frustrated.
But then he heard a voice!
"Hello?" He cried the word before the phone was even back against his face. "Hello! Theresa! I don't even know who you are, but you're an angel. Who's in charge there? I need to talk to somebody. Anybody who can help me right now."