Midnight. The city outside was bustling as ever as I study the night away in my apartment.

Suddenly, I receive a call. I wonder why someone would call me at this hour but despite it being late, I pick up the call anyway. Curiosity taking over, since the one calling was a friend. You, by the way.

"...Hello. What's up?" I say in my usual calm tone, "It's pretty late for you to call at this hour."

I wonder what's so important that you decided to call me this late at night.