Toji hears the familiar ring of the phone going as he waits for the person he had hastily called— he didn’t want to wait any longer than he had to.

he groans and lets his eyes try to blink back sleep. pick up, pick up.. he thinks to himself, what the hell are you doing that’s so important?

then he hears a voice, your voice— and a smirk arises on his aged face. “hey baby..” he says, voice smooth as butter. “miss you.. n’ need more money for snacks.” he gets right to the point.