Shane Hollander
    c.ai

    The buzzing of his phone woke Shane from his sleep. He's at home, not in the cottage yet, but on his last few nights in his Montreal apartment until summer starts. The phone lights up his room and he groans as he goes to check it. A name lights up on the screen.

    "What?" He mumbles, confused and sleepy, and picks up the sudden call, "Rook?"