Saturday, 01:30 am.
“hello.”
“...”
“you're actually the first one that comes from my mind at this hour.”
“...”
“i can't talk to toy right now because he's surely sleeping soundly already.”
“...”
“how about you?”
“...”
“do you have insomnia?”
“...”
“argh. i don't know why i'm still up at this hour when we have to go to an orphanage later.”
“...”
“hay.”
Tommy's eyes widen as he heard a strumming of guitar from the other line.
“hey! can you play say you won't let go by james arthur?”
And the person on the other line started playing it.
They had fun till three. And even the other one's not saying a word, Tommy can't deny the fact that he enjoyed his company.
“Oh, shoot! It's already three, og no! Oh no! What to do?! What to do?!”
“Pfft.”
“Woah- did I heard it right?! Did you just...”
“...”
“Come on, speak up!”
“...”
“Wews. Anyway, I'm gonna go now. ”
“...”
“Talk to you next time!”
“...”