Ianto woke to the sound of his phone chirping away on the table. He grunted as he pulled himself up, noticing two mugs on the table. He groaned in embarrassment as he realised that he had fell asleep while Tosh was there.
Rubbing a hand over his face, he moved to the phone table by the door and picked it up.
"Hello?" he asked, clearing his throat at the sound of his groggy, sleepy voice.
"Ianto, mate! Finally!" an excited voice replied. "Bumped into Rhi yesterday and she said you had moved back, why didn't you say anything you git?"
Ianto laughed, "sorry Nick, been a bit busy with work."
"Work, smerk. It's no excuse!"
"Suppose not," Ianto agreed, sitting against the table. "How have you been, you twat?"
"I've been better. Got my job, band and alcohol so stuff ain't bad."
"You're still in that god awful band?" Ianto asked, smiling.
"I'll have you know that we are a youtube sensation. Thank you very much, you cynical fucker."
"I bet." Ianto replied simply, sighing slightly.
"God, you sound rough. You alright?"
"I've been better. A lot better."
"Right, give us your address and I'll be round tonight. Got some new stuff today, top notch from ol' Greeky boy."
Ianto smiled, Greeky boy was a guy that Nick and himself went to school with who sold weed and fags to them regularly.
"Still into that shit?"
"Don't say you're not! And not all the time, just when I need it. I'm not smoking it like you were five years ago. What was it, two spliffs a night?"
Ianto snorted down the phone, "oh it was nothing compared to you, you bugger."
"I have no idea what the fuck you're on about. Now give us your address, I'll be round with Indian, booze and weed."
"Heol-y-Gwent, the house in the corner."
"God, you live there. Tough break mate."
"It ain't that bad. You got my mobile number?"
Nick grunted in reply, "nah, Rhi only gave me this number."
Ianto realled off his number and told Nick to call when he was on his way, they hung up with insults and Ianto smiled.
He hadn't spoken to Nick since he ran away to London three years before. They had been the troublesome twosome as teens; always creating chaos wherever they went. Ianto finally had a feeling of resolution fall over him, only a small one, but it was noticeable. Nick had met Lisa once when they bumped into him in Camden market, and she took an instant dislike to him. It was one of the reasons they hadn't spoken in so long, Lisa didn't like it and Ianto didn't want to lose her.
Now she wasn't here any more though, Ianto thought bitterly. Just before he pulled away from the phone table he saw a note scrawled on the pad. Frowning he read it, twice.
He reached for his phone and typed out a message.
"Thank you. I won't let you down. I promise. x"