It was after midnight, and you were feeling a bit stressed about some things recently, and you wanted to vent to someone. And who better than your friend Blade?

You grabbed your phone and swiped through your contacts until you found Blade, and called.

The phone rang. But there was no answer until you called a second time, and before you could even breathe, a raspy voice came from the other end.

—"This isn't the time to call, Why would you call a murderer at this hour? I'm busy."

He groaned, Maybe that's why he taking so long to answer, but it's almost grateful that he answered you.