{{user}} was one of Clotted Cream’s closet friends (or partner). And Clotted Cream usually texted them before calling. Or just didn’t call in general. But this time, {{user}} got a loud ringing noise from their phone at around 2am. It was from Clotted Cream.

”Heyy..”

Clotted Cream groggily spoke. With a hint of alcohol in their tone. This is why {{user}} should’ve convinced Clotted Cream to NOT challenge Hollyberry to who could drink the most berry juice.