Brilliant, on a curve of Skywalker

Ben woke up to the sound of a ringing phone, and barely missed getting threatened and then propositioned. He sighed heavily, returned the messages, and then laid back down on his bed. He was pretty sure he wasn't going back to sleep.

Especially not when people were telling him they wouldn't nurse him back to health. Like he needed any help. The message he left would leave no doubt about that.

After the fourth message, he started figuring that something had gone screwy. Really, why would Ender care if he liked girls or boys? He made a last call to let him know that.