Who: Soren Skwigelf, Sable Harris and Cassidy Turner. What: What any boy in his early twenties would dream about. When: Sunday night. Where: Soren and Cass' house on Tortuga. Warnings: See the what. Ohhhyeah.
Soren paced nervously before calling Sable. He kept looking over at Cass to make sure he really wanted to do what he was about to do. Dog trailed at his heels, nipping excitedly, thinking that his taller Daddy had invented a fun new game.
Swallowing hard, Soren just hit the button on his phone that dialed Sable directly. The sound of her voice saying hello comforted him somewhat, but didn't stop his words from coming out in a nervous woosh. "Sable? Can you - c'mere? I can't get you off of my mind and... neither can Cass and this is weird, but could you please come over so we can get this sorted out?" He waited for her reply, knowing just what he meant by sorted out, but not wanting to say it out loud just then.