WAYWARD | private

[peridot.]

Newt blinked and bit his lip, hesitating before saying with a little shrug, which Robyn could tell was heavily forced so he could get his voice back, "Oh, well, it's alright. That sounds fine. I, uhm, I won't bother you anymore while you're driving. Be safe." He hung up the phone and scowled at it, mumbling, "Fuck." Robyn started laughing, and he threw the phone back at her.