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Eddie had just settled into bed after a Die Hard movie-marathon with Micah when his phone started to vibrate. Not wanting to disturb his roommate's sleep, he quickly grabbed his phone and stepped out into the hallway.
When he saw Sydney's name plastered across his phone, Eddie grew alarmed, thinking of why she'd be calling him in the middle of the night. Forgetting that he was supposed to be sneaky, he literally shouted into the phone, "Sydney, what's wrong? Is Jill okay? Do you need me?"
"Calm down Eddie", Sydney answered in a no-nonsense voice. "Jill's here and she wants to talk, but she refuses to tell me what about, so I'm gonna hand her the phone and leave. Goodnight"
"Okay", Eddie drawled out, frowning to himself a bit, hoping that Jill wasn't calling because she had a sudden urge to hold a midnight conversation with/about Micah.
"Hey, Eddie", Jill whispered into the phone sheepishly.
"What's up, Jill?"
"Well, I need your help", Jill said, trying to come up with a rational way of conveying her message. "Or rather, Adrian needs your help"
"What did Ivashkov do now?", Eddie groaned, running his free hand through his hair.
"You see, it's kind of a funny story", Jill laughed uncomfortably.
"Am I going to be amused?", Eddie questioned dryly.
"Umm, maybe?", Jill reiterated. "It's also kind of unbelievable"
Eddie sighed, thinking of Adrian's exploits he'd heard about and witnessed before, and praying to all that was holy that he didn't need to bail him out of jail or drag him from a strip club. "Hit me with your best shot", he said.
And Jill did. After she was done, he remained silent a few seconds, trying to digest what he'd heard.
"Let me get this straight", he said slowly. "Adrian went out to the city to party?"
"Yes"
"And he went clubbing with a random group of people he'd never met before?"
"Yeah"
"He then went out for a smoke, after drinking like a fish, and got mugged in an alley?"
"Uh-huh", Jill confirmed, fidgeting anxiously.
"By a guy dressed as a bunny?"
"A 6'2'' bodybuilder in a bunny costume", Jill corrected lamely.
"Right, sorry", Eddie said dryly, rolling her eyes. "A macho-man in a bunny-suit robbed Adrian in a dark alley while an Elvis impersonator stood guard"
"Hey, he had the whole hairstyle and the sequined-pants thing down", Jill defended, reacting to Eddie's sarcastic tone.
The phone was silent for a moment before Eddie responded. "Jill, do you hear yourself?", Eddie bit out with a laugh. "Christ! Leave it to Adrian to get into this situation."
Jill laughed too, at the absurdity of the situation before sobering up. "Are you gonna help him? He doesn't want Sydney to find out. Please?", she pleaded.
Even though he couldn't see her, he could almost imagine the puppy-dog eyes she had to be making, so he sighed and agreed to bail Adrian and Jill gave him explicit directions for finding her bond-mate at 'the café with the purple and golden lanterns outside, beside the bookstore with the tacky green door' and she also informed Eddie that he'd probably find Adrian with two chicks…..not females, per se, but two people in chicken-costumes (who were apparently the café-mascots).
After reassuring Jill that he'd be back with Adrian and no, he wouldn't say anything to Sydney, Eddie set out on his absurd midnight quest, still trying to believe what was happening was real.
En route to, Eddie was hit by an idea so brilliant, he immediately acted upon it. He retrieved his cellphone from his jacket pocket and dialed Rose. "Hey, Hathaway, you will not believe what I'm doing tonight….", he gushed when she picked up and explained the events that had transpired.
And Rose, like the trustworthy person she was, made sure all their friends knew it by the time Eddie actually plucked up Jet Steele from his clique of poultry...
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