I unlocked my apartment door and stepped inside, dropping my bag on the floor. I went straight to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, leaning against the counter.
'Time to fix this.'
I pulled out my phone and found Jake's number. My thumb hit the call button without hesitating.
It rang twice.
"Hello?" His voice was small, barely a whisper.
"Hey, it's me."
There was a pause on the other end. "Oh. Hey."
He sounded completely defeated. This was my fault.
"Listen," I started, keeping my own voice even. "My plan today was a mistake. I'm sorry."
Another pause. "I did what you said."
"I know. That's the problem." I ran a hand through my hair, pacing around the kitchen. "I turned you into a robot. That's on me."
"She left," he mumbled. "After you guys did. We talked for another two minutes, and then she just said her brain was fried and she had to go."
"I know. She said it felt like an interrogation."
