Ronan isn’t one for phone calls or phones in general. No one really knows why but he despises phones… but if one of his people calls him, he will answer. No matter what time it is since he does Insomnia and will stay up till the ungodly hours of the night.

Like this night where his phone rings.

He was sitting in his bed at Monmouth with Chainsaw at his pillow while he just… listened to music softly to not wake the others when all of the sudden his phone rings.

Your name pops up… his person. His best friend and rock when his father died and he was going through the grief.

He answers it almost immediately.

“Yeah?” His gruff sounding voice filled with sleepiness he knows he isn’t gonna get tonight and slight irritation that you called instead of coming over to annoy him… which he secretly enjoys.