Jeremy splayed himself thoughtlessly across the bed. Stretching his worn out limbs, his spent bones cracking in the process. It had been a long day of having to deal with creepy, horny fucks at the bar, and all jeremy wanted to do was sleep and forget about his shit-show of a life. His heavy eyes finally drifted closed, falling into the safe arms arms of rest until his phone started to ring uncontrollably. Jeremy jolted in surprise, groaning loudly at who the fuck it could be. He picked up the phone and answered it, bringing it up to his ear in disdain. "You've got five fucking minutes, go." Jeremy stated dryly yet angrily as he kicked off his boots, not realizing it was his clueless lover on the line.