Carly is awaken by the phone ringing and Marshall snuggled so tightly against her back with an arm and leg thrown over her, that she can barely move. After a few minutes of struggling Carly breaks free and crawls over Marshall and answers the phone.
“Hello!” Carly yells into the phone out of breath, as she tries to push Marshall over some.
“Did I interrupt?” Proof curiously asks.
“Who Is This?” Carly demandly asks, as Marshall subconsciously rolls following her warm body, wrapping his arm around her waist and trying to pull her closer to him, but she roughly pushes him away again, and drops the phone as she is trying to sit up.
“Hello? Hello?” Proof yells into the phone, as he tries to figure out what’s going on, as he hears a woman’s voice yelling Marshall name, and a lot of commotion.
“Who is this?” Carly asks again as she picks up the phone, as Marshall moans and groans a couple of times before rolling over on his stomach.
“This is Proof. I need to talk to Marshall.” Proof says, as he desperately tries to remember her name that Marshall told him last night, as Carly continues pushing on Marshall trying to wake him.
“He’s asleep!” Carly states, as Marshall moans something that makes no since but doesn’t move, as Proof hears the agitation in her voice and starts laughing.
“Put the phone up to his ear.” Proof says, and Carly places the phone to Marshall ear.
Proof yells into the phone several times, as Carly holds the phone to Marshall’s ear.
“It’s not working. All he did was mumble something I couldn’t understand.” Carly explains after several minutes, after it’s obviously not working.
“He’s not a morning person, just keep trying. Little Slim isn’t happy that he wasn’t here when she woke up.” Proof states, as Carly hears struggling from the other end of the phone line.
“Who?” Carly curiously asks, as the struggling continues on the other end.
“Whose this?” A child voice curiously asks.
“Carly. Whose this?” Carly asks, but recognizes the child’s voice, from The Eminem Show.
“Hailie Jade Mathers and I want to talk to my Daddy.” Hailie agitated states, as Carly again pushes on Marshall trying to wake him.
“He’s asleep . . . but am trying to wake him.” Carly explains.
“Daddy doesn’t like mornings.” Hailie says.
“Why did daddy stay at your house? Our you his girlfriend?” Hailie curiously asks, as Carly eyes widen in surprise from the straightforward questions, and she roughly hits Marshall.
“Uh . . . . . . we . . . . watched a movie . . . he fell asleep on the sofa.” Carly nervously makes up, hoping Hailie doesn’t notice her stumbling around to explain.
“Daddy and I are going to the real park today” Hailie states, as Carly let’s out a sigh of relief that Hailie didn’t ask what movie.
“Sounds like fun.” Carly says, as she glances down at Marshall sleeping and her mind drifts off with thoughts of him playing with Hailie at the park.
“Would you like to go?” Hailie politely asks, bringing Carly from of her thoughts.
“Uh? . . . I’ll have to check.” Carly nervously says, as she wonders if Marshall would want her to go.
“OH! Please! It’ll be fun! I never get to hang out with Daddy’s girlfriends . . . .” Hailie explains, as Carly hears struggling on Hailie’s end of the phone.
“HAILIE!” Carly yells in a panic, trying to make out what Hailie is yelling about, as cold chills rushes through her body, and she frantically starts pushing on Marshall.
“Uncle Proof is getting on my nerves, so I’ll be over to wake Daddy!” Hailie firmly states with a sigh, as Carly sighs with relief but laughs a little at how grown up Hailie sounded.
“Okay! Can you please put Uncle Proof back on before you hang up?” Carly says, as Marshall starts moaning and moving around and Carly glances down at him and nudges him.
“Okay. Don’t forget your going to the real park with us.” Hailie says, then there’s more shuffling on Hailie’s end of the phone.
“Yeah! I need directions.” Proof says in an agitated tone, as Marshall subconsciously tries to pull the blankets over his head and Carly grabs them and pulls them towards her with a laugh.
“Wonder where she gets the attitude?” Carly jokily states, as she looks down at Marshall who looks peacefully sleeping again, as Proof laughs.
“Why do you think we call her Little Slim?” Proof states, as Carly continues to watch Marshall sleep.
While Carly gives Proof directions to her apartment, she subconsciously runs her fingers softly through Marshall’s choppy short bleached hair, and down his jaw line and back again.
“We should be there in about an hour. And please try to wake him and warn him Hailie is coming. And takes this as a Warning! I really don’t know how he’s going to handle it” Proof says, bring Carly out of her trance.
“Uh . . . Thanks. . . I guess I’ll see you both in about an hour.” Carly says, as the other end goes dead.
Carly sits up and puts the phone back, as her mind tries to figure out what Proof was talking about. She tries again to wake Marshall, and with no luck she decides to take a shower and dress.
After getting dressed Carly goes into the living and jokily apologize to her neighbors, as she turns on the radio and tries to find a station that would totally get to Marshall.
Carly surfs the dial several times before finding a hard rock station, that in her opinion is just a lot of screaming, as she turns the volume knob up all the way, as the DJ is announcing the beginning of an Slipknot Block.
Carly squirms at the noise as she walks across the floor with her hands over her ears, smiling wickedly.
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