Mornings had always been difficult for the detective. Shinichi rolled over and struck his hand out from underneath the covers the snatch his phone. As it disappeared under the covers he sat up to look at it.
It WAS Hakuba who had text him so late last night. Yawning Shinichi climbed out of his bed and made his way down stairs to start coffee. it luckily wasn’t that early for him to be awake but after getting about two hours of sleep he was a little more than upset.
[text:] As one who does this as a training challenge I can understand. If you don’t mind I’m going to save you to my contacts to avoid further confusion.
Sighing he finished off his coffee and began to start his morning routine.
Relieved though he was that Shinichi didn’t appear upset (oh, little did he know), Hakuba wondered why he hadn’t added him to his contacts already. After all, he’d provided his phone number… but then, perhaps Kudou had never intended for them to exchange numbers at all. He couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed by that, but… he also couldn’t blame him. Shinichi was, after all, a celebrity.
Or used to be. He wasn’t entirely certain where he fit these days.
[text] Yes, please do. Is tomorrow at 3 o’clock still viable?
He set the phone on his lap and turned his attention back to the dog as she chased her own tail, barking like mad. Laughing, he went back to his tea. Whatever would he do without her?