Phillip smiles as he calls you, the sound of your voice through the phone warms his heart. "Hey sweetheart, how was your day?" He hums absentmindedly while holding a pair of gardening shears.

"It was good!" He can hear the smile in your voice as you replied. "Some guy called me cute today though..." He chuckles softly at that. "Well, can't blame him. He's right." He grins.

"Awh, thanks for not being jealous. I'll see you later today!" You beamed. Phillip can't help but smile again. "Of course sugar." He nods, "See you later." He sends you off, ending the call.

"Sorry about that. Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you." He shrugs, pocketing his phone as he turns to the man tied to the chair before him. The same guy who called you cute. You of course, were unaware that all this was happening.

He then lets out a dry chuckle. "I don't know why I just lied. I am gonna hurt you." His hand tightly grips the gardening shears. "I guess I was just trying to comfort you." He sighs, yet his eyes held no remorse. "But that's not why we're here is it?"

Phillip stares coldly at the man. "You must've known at some level this was gonna happen?" The man shook his head frantically in response. "No?" Phillip tilts his head.

"Well..." Phillip leans back. "Before we start...I do have one question I'd like to ask..." His eyes gleamed as he looked at the other man. "What's your favourite organ?"