Fuck I sound so helpless.
"I am. Yeah. Why?" He answer.
I felt relieved and exhaled. "Oh my god thank goodness!!" I squealed.
"Tate. Why? What happened?" He asks.
"I'm so in trouble. Do you have a laptop?" I ask.
He takes a pause. "What's this about?"
"Someone accidentally poured coffee all over my laptop and my keys aren't functioning." I narrated.
He exhales. "I thought something serious happened to you!"
"I'm so sorry to worry you this late. But I really need your help. I need to get this done maybe tonight so I can have it printed by tomorrow?" I'm desperate.
"Do you think you can help me?" I ask.
He takes a short pause.
"Gage?" I called out his attention.
"Sure. I can help. Of course." He snaps.
"So you're saying you have a laptop?"
"Yeah. I'm heading to my hotel right now. I'll meet you there? The usual. Penthouse South." He instructs me.
I squealed softly. "You're a lifesaver Gage! Thanks."