"Well, then where the h*** is----" Tim growled, forcefully opening the drawer that contained his phone. "Oh. Found it." He muttered, checking his phone over and turning it on to see if he got any messages. "Umm, why is everything on it turned off. The ringer, vibrate, everything. Now I know that I didn't do that. I never do. And I'm not forgetful like Oliver."
Luciano rolled his eyes. "Does that really matter to you? If you really want to know, so you can actually call me by my name, it's Luciano." He huffed.







