Late Night Call
The clock read 2:37 a.m. when the phone started ringing. It took four rings for Zeke to wake up enough to realize what was happening and another two rings for him to actually locate the phone in the dark with just one eye open.
"Hello?"
"Zeke?"
He propped himself up on his bed and stifled a yawn, waking up a bit more as he recognized who it was. "Tina?"
"I know it's late, but I couldn't sleep. I really need to ask you something."
Zeke fully sat up, unsure if the wavering in her voice was from nerves, a bad connection, or an illusion caused by his still-partially-asleep brain.
"Are you still there? It's important."
"Yeah, yeah. What is it?" A bunch of different possibilities ran through his mind, and his heartbeat quickened in the second between his words and hers.
"I was just wondering," Tina paused for a moment, seeming to gather herself before saying the next part. "When you're in the locker room during gym, have you ever gotten a good look at Jimmy Jr.'s-"
He hung up before she could finish the question.