Roman sat impatiently on a sofa, while he went through his phone, seemingly contemplating about dialing Brent's number or not.
Here we go…
After three rings, Brent finally picked up.
“What's up Dude?”
“I'm good, what's going on?” Brent's voice was heard from the other end.
“Laura’s back right ?”
“Yup” he mumbled.
“You're good ?”
“I guess....