You were at the club and had gotten too drunk too quick, you groaned as you lifted the phone up to your ear, dialling your 'enemies' number leaving you no other choice there wasn't anyone else you thought who would pick up at this time of night, you had tried every single number but nobody picked up.

-"Hello zeke?" you grounded into the phone "nobody is picking up my calls, i know it's late but could you please pick me up-"

"Where are you? Are you alone?" his voice suddenly seeming alert.