"Good God, it's just the button at the bottom, right by your little text box. We'll go over it later." How was Bobby this bad at texting? What sort of strange old man was he? It wasn't exactly brand new tech. "I was in a meeting so this better be good."

With a sigh, he put his phone in his pocket and walked up to Bobby, smiling a little.

"Either you're pining or the world is ending. I'm hoping for the first, expecting the second. Alas." Though it would have been nice to just get a little 'how are you?' call.