[It takes Noah a few moments to comprehend the change in Matthew's tone, and the horror behind it. Without speaking, he grabs his phone from his back pocket with one hand, and reaches over to lace his fingers through Matthew's with the other.
He punches out a short message: hey asshat text your brother
One breath. Two breaths.
Message failed to send. Retry?.]
Shi-
[No, no, okay. Keep it together. No freaking out in front of Matthew.]
Okay, alright. [What does he even say?] Do you have a signal?
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He punches out a short message: hey asshat text your brother
One breath. Two breaths.
Message failed to send. Retry?.]
Shi-
[No, no, okay. Keep it together. No freaking out in front of Matthew.]
Okay, alright. [What does he even say?] Do you have a signal?