Harry: *shifting a pile of papers out of the way, finally finding the phone, picking it up* Hullo, Harry's office.
Orlando: Harry! *I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding* It's Orlando. I need help. It's Viggo. He got drunk. He got mad at me, started throwing things around the place. I don't know what to do. *I'm trying not to let the panic show in my voice*
Harry: *sitting up immediately* okay... first thing , you need to calm down a bit. Just take some deep breaths for me, alright. *thinking hard, wondering what went wrong with Viggo, last time we spoke he was okay*
Orlando: Okay, okay. *I swallow, glancing towards the open doorway as I take some deep calming breaths* I'm fine. Look I just need to know, what to do. If I try to touch him he flips or just breaks down. I can't help him if he pushes me away.
Harry: okay. is he cut or hurt in anyway? And do you know how much he drank? *trying to keep my voice calm and centered to help you, getting up and reaching for my wallet and jacket already*
Orlando: No, I don't think he's hurt. He's just drunk and naked... *though to be honest, I don't have a clue if he's hurt. I glance at the door again, just to make sure Viggo is still sat in the hallway* As for how much he's drunk, I don't have a bloody clue! Enough to have made him pass out on the floor. So it's gotta be quite a bit...
Harry: Okay... First off, I'm on my way over, so don't worry. *heading out of the door* I take it he's not passed out now though, right? don't let him out of your sight, even if he shouts at you, or anything... *trying to make myself sound reasuring* Orlando... just remember how he really feels about you. remember it's just the drink talking, okay?
Orlando: No, he's not passed out. He's out in the hall, sitting on the floor. *crying and pleading with me to have not called you* And yeah, I know it's just the drink talking. I know. *Do I? even if he said some things before he was drunk...* When will you be here? *I feel so much better knowing you're coming over* You know my address right?
Harry: I'll get a taxi from the gates, I've got your address from the files, I'm just heading to the door now. Just... just try anything to keep him calm. *I can hear him in the background and it doesn't sound good at all* maybe try to get a blanket around him if you can without leaving him.
Orlando: Alright, I can do that. *I'm up and heading for the closet already, to grab a blanket* Thanks, Harry. I really appreciate this. *I cast a quick glance over my shoulder as I pull the closet open and grab a blanket off one of the shelves*
Harry: It's fine, Orlando. I'm Viggo's friend... and I'm yours too. I'll be about half an hour I expect *reading the address as I walk towards the security gate, my chest feeling a little unsteady, but I have to just think about helping Viggo and not myself* Just stay calm.
Orlando: I will. *or at least I'll try to. It'll be hard if he suddenly starts smashing up the place again* Thanks. I guess I'll see you in half an hour... *I'm already starting to head cautiously to the open doorway. Viggo's still there which is a good thing*
Harry: Just take deep breaths, talk slowly but don't patronise him or agravate him *I hope you can do that, that I'm not asking too much. but with Viggo's bulk Orlando could get hurt if Viggo went into a rage or anything* I'll see you soon.
Orlando: I really hope Viggo stays calm and stays right her e as we wait for Harry to arrive. I don't know what I'll do if he tries to leave or anything* Yeah, alright. See you soon. *I sigh softly and hang up the phone, then throw the handset onto the bed as I make my way out into the hallway, carrying the blanket for Viggo*
Harry: *hanging up as I walk out of the gates, the guards doing a quick check before the taxi pulls up and I jump in. I don't even have time to feel anxiety, just the need to get to Orli's quickly*