beloved // cole sprouse

seventy-nine // phone call

andrew
call | text

[ heather, hey. what's up? it's late. ]

actually this is cole. heather and the gang are drunk, my twin and i needs help.

[ hi cole. sure, i'll be there. where are you? ]

the bar downtown. don't bring your car though. just run or something.

[ wow, do you think i don't have money? ]

no? but we're gonna ask you to drive this car. and we're currently staying back 'cause— never mind. we'll explain later. just go and get your ass here.

[ thanks a lot. but i'll be there in maybe 10 minutes. ]

okay. just make it quick.

end call