You were just sitting in bed, trying to go to sleep, when you heard your phone ringing. You got up, swaying due to exhaustion, and you grabbed the phone. Before you could even speak one of your friends, Jimmy, spoke on the other line.

“Hey…you alright? Robert and the other boys said that you were- uhm…not doing well? Is everything doing alright?”

Jimmy’s known voice, the British accent spoke through the phone…but Jimmy’s voice showed concern and empathy for once, instead of his cocky, arrogant persona. He rarely was like this, and it was only in a mocking way whenever he did.