[It's early in the morning when Sam's TAB buzzes with the announcement of a new text. He groggily reads it from his bed, rubbing his eyes before it registers what it says and who it's from and the fact that receiving a text like this means that Nathan is not still sleeping on his couch like he was supposed to be.
Sam shoots up, gives a few calls of, "Nathan?" as he searches his house before grabbing his TAB and typing furiously.]
1/?
Sam shoots up, gives a few calls of, "Nathan?" as he searches his house before grabbing his TAB and typing furiously.]
Shit...
[And the text message:]
Hey. Where are you?