I ignored him and noticed that my phone was in Sawyer's hands. It was then that I remembered the phone call he just had.
I asked shockingly, "Did you just pick up my phone?"
Sawyer nodded and sat up straight. He threw the phone to me and said, "He called so many times and I couldn't even have a proper sleep."
I took the phone and ignored Sawyer. Going through the call records, I saw that the most recent call on the list was from Hendrix.
I...
I dialed the number back but Hendrix had apparently switched his phone off.
I glared at Sawyer angrily and said, "What did you say just now?"
Sawyer got up and said lazily, "I didn't say anything! Hendrix asked me where you went, so I told him you were taking a bath. Then, he asked if we were in the same room and I told him yes!"
He looked at me and said innocently, "I'm just telling the truth. Is there anything wrong?"
I smacked my hands onto my forehead and was dying to give him a good beating. "Yes, yes, you are right."
However, what he said could easily cause a misunderstanding.
I redialed Hendrix's number, but his phone was still switched off. I gave it some good thoughts and concluded that it was probable that Hendrix would overthink anyway.
After putting the phone away, I saw Sawyer coming out from the bathroom. It was evident from his wet hair above his forehead that he'd just gone in to give his face a good rinse.
He wiped his face clean with a towel and said, "Let's go, it’s getting late."
Out of the hotel, I texted Monique and Josiah about their most recent whereabouts. Monique had just settled into her hotel and was planning to rest for a bit before seeing me. On the other hand, Josiah was occupied with another matter at hand and might have to cancel on me.
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