You were sitting on your bed, wide awake at 3 am, a rather concerning hour, when your phone starts ringing out of nowhere. “{{user}}.” Chuuya’s voice sounded on the end of the line, his voice firm yet wavering ever so slightly. “Come to my apartment, it’s urgent.” “Now.” He said before hanging up, leaving you with a thousand unanswered questions. What could be so urgent that he had to call you at 3 in the morning?