What..? But yes indeed, Zeke had hung up. Frowning and sobbing at the same time, Zephyr put the phone to the side, his arms embracing the plush kitten. He'd named it Momo way back when he got it as a kid, and even though he wasn't nearly like Zeke and his Trooble, Momo would still be a source of comfort at times. Like now. It didn't matter that she'd lost an eye.
The tears slowly subsided, and he drifted off into sleep with the kitten pressed to his chest, a light sleep, but still deep enough not to be disturbed by the sounds of the house.