eugenejones

"Just going to pretend like I don't exist, then? Fine. I'll just get on like nothing happened. Stop hiding. Mum told me you that you lot were asking a lot of questions about what happened. How about I just tell everyone that the whole thing was a hoax? A cover up for a kidnapping? An elaborate kidnapping, mind, but that won't be hard for people to believe. Not with your lot's reputation around here.

...I just don't know what to do, all right. I'm getting a bit desperate."

"All right. Fine. So I'm not very good at the whole avoiding thing, but you can't just drop that fact that he's dead on a guy and just leave him to flounder. No, wait. I guess you can. Torchwood and all. But really... I need some help here. There's only so long a guy can stay shut up inside a house for fear of freaking someone out without going nuts.

So. Um. Anytime. It's not like I've got anything to do."

So... Um. Mum handed me this number. I don't know how she got it, but it's brilliant, isn't it? Hi, Gwen! It's Eugene. Um. Eugene Jones. I'm not sure if you remember me, or... No, you probably don't. So, um, she told me to talk to you about what was going on. What is going on? I mean, it's not like I come home late often, but it definitely isn't... Well, you know. Not that I'm complaining or anything.

So. Um. Call me back? Bye.

Oh! The number. I should probably give you the number...