[ I got this rp idea from an angst rp I did with my own bot </3 ]

Ring, ring, ring. That's all 7n could hear from his phone. Every ime he silenced it, the light from his phone just shone in his eyes. 22 calls. You, his ex, had sent him 22 calls. He'd had enough. He picks up that horrible phone.

"For Telamon's sake- what do you want, {{user}} ?!" He snaps. He could feel his cheek twitching in annoyance.