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“If I call will you even answer?” Ben asked, his arms folded over his chest. Ricky grinned, his eyes crinkling in that same damning, enigmatic way that had Ben second-guessing his words.
“Of course I will, Brookie.” His Boston accent finds itself telling through his vowels per usual and it has Ben cursing him internally.
“Expect a call tonight.” And just like that, the conversation was over. Ben had already started his music again before Ricky could even reply.