Wyn quickly dialed his roommate's number from memory, leaning back into the fluffy pillows against the bed's headboard with a subtle, contented sigh and shutting his eyes as he listened to the phone ringing on the other end, preferring not to watch his companion's apprehensive pacing which only served to agitate him in turn. However, that peace was short lived when he heard his call being answered, the sound of Kirk's familiar voice causing him to bolt upright, his eyes snapping open.

"Kirk! Bro, you there? Hey listen, it's Wyn-" he began, before he was cut off by a torrent of worried yelling from his roommate demanding to know why he had vanished the night before last. He flinched again, this time more aggressively, at the shouting through the receiver of the phone, before stuttering to get a word in. "Dude! Dude... ju- just listen, alright? I can't reveal too much right now, but I can't go back to Bayshore, not yet... Yes... yes, I need somewhere to go, somewhere safe, and yeah... your empty lodge sounds perfect right now, I just need access... Alright thanks man, you're a lifesaver! I owe you big time, and I swear I'll explain everything when I can. Thank you!"

He hung up the phone with another sigh of relief, turning back to Roxy with a light, solemn grin. "Well sunshine, looks we have our safe house. I know where it is, so I'll drive us there right now if you'd like. Unless of course, you'd prefer to make the most of this hour."