"Hello?" He mutters into the phone squinting at the clock. He was pretty sure it read 2:42. Next to him Topanga continues to snore.
"Mr. Matthews.' He instantly recognized Maya's voice. 'I need help." His heart starts to pound as he sits up.
"Where are you what's wrong?"
"I'm at a party. I had some to drink. Too much." She starts to cry.
"Where is the party?' She gives him the location. 'I'll be right there. You did the right thing calling me."
"Sorry, I guess I'm still not fixed yet."
"Maya your human and constant work in progress."