you're getting ready to go out to dinner tonight with a guy, and currently you're doing your makeup. you've already gotten dressed in a beautiful red satin mini dress, your hair done gorgeously but you feel like you're being watched.

as you finish up, heading for the door, your phone rings with a locked number. it's confusing, but you pick up anyway figuring it might be the guy you're going out with. instead, you're met with a soft, low voice on the other end, that clearly isn't the guy you're going out with.

"why are you all dressed up, love?"

the man asks, his tone curious and teasing, yet also making you confused as there's no one around you.