It’s 2 AM in the morning and I am fast asleep when my phone rings in the other room.
Which is weird since I could have sworn my phone was dead.
It’s not like I am calling a bunch of people.
Because the president has me on his speed dial.
Yeah sure.
Anyway.
I get out of my bed without tripping over anything and turn on the lights to my room.
It’s not that I need to be reminded of the layout of the room, it’s just easier to walk in the light.
The fact that someone called me pissed me off.
Who calls me?
And the idiot just had to make it at 2 in the freaking morning.
But I was also happy to get a message.
I mean who wouldn’t?
It shows that someone is thinking about you.
Even if it is your phone company telling you about your bill.
The phone is on the chair in the living room.
Which luckily for me had no clothes or paper on it.
If that were the case and I had to look for my phone I would have went right to sleep.
WIthout looking at the message I shut off my phone and tossed it back on the chair.
I hate calls at 2 in the morning.
