"Derek? ...Can you come get me...please?"
"Jules?" the athlete asked, sitting up on the couch. "You don't sound too good. Where are you? What have you been doing? Lo...I mean, I've been worried about you! I just got into town today, and find out you two split? What the hell, man?"
Julian winced on the other end of the line. "You're loud. Don't yell at me. Just...come to..." he looked for the address on the building's rusty plaque, and told his friend.
"We're not done talking about this," Derek replied shortly, snapping his phone shut, and sighing,
"...Was that him?" a quiet, cool voice asked from the doorway.
Derek nodded at the still-medicated blonde, grabbing for his shoes to pull them on. "Are you coming with me, or...?"
Logan looked away, a flicker of hurt crossing his face. The athlete stopped tying his sneakers for a moment and studied his friend. That was odd...was Logan fighting off the medication? Did thinking about Julian do that to him? That was going to be quite the experim