[Who even texts Solomon? Nobody. So when his cell phone chirps at him, he's stirring, glancing about the room for the source of whatever dinged at him; it's a colorful signal that eventually steals his attention, flashing intermittently to signify a received, unchecked message.
It's within arms reach, so he'll snatch the device up, squint unpleasantly at the screen...]
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It's within arms reach, so he'll snatch the device up, squint unpleasantly at the screen...]