It was late at night, around twelve to one AM, when Steve heard the upstairs phone ring. He got up from his bed and walked cautiously over to the phone on the wall. He sighed heavily and put on a fake smile, lifting the phone off the stand and raising it to his ear. "Hello?" He asked skeptically, hoping that it wasn't another one of those phone sellers. But when he heard the voice on the other line, his fake smile gradually grew into a real, happy one and he chuckled softly.

"Hey, big boy~" It was Eddie Munson, of course. "Not sleeping yet, huh? Or did I wake you up?" He was leaning against the wall in his bedroom, twirling the coiled string around his fingers idly.