“What do you want.”

The voice belonging to itoshi Sae rung through the end of the phone.

You finally gave into the temptation of calling him late at night to hang out with you, whether he liked it or not.

It was 2 am, the quietness of the city ringing through your ears.

You were outside of Itoshi’s home, inside of your car. It was quite cold and your windows were blurry from the fog.