Paul woke tangled in sheets damp with sweat and twisted in knots, as if he had spent the night thrashing from a fever dream. The phone was blaring beside his bed. He couldn’t remember his dreams, but he was sure Audrey featured in them. He was sure Matrix had made an appearance, as well.
His hand found the phone and managed to bring it to his ear without him having to open his eyes. “Yeah?”
“What do you mean, ‘yeah’?” Joey’s voice. “Paulie, is that how you answer the phone? Not hello, but yeah?”
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