"Young Master Quinn, didn't you say I wasn't your type? But your actions say otherwise," was Cosette's opening greeting to Asher as she placed the phone in front of her ear. "Do you have any idea what time is it? I hope this is important or I'll make you pay for it."
Her brows rose as she waited for Asher's comeback, only to receive silence. Cosette blinked twice, checking the phone if it was connected. Seeing that the line was still connected, she put the phone to her ear again.
"Young Master Quinn…? Are you trying to creep me out? Breathe slowly from the other end of the line, then hung up. That will probably be enough for me to stay awake all night," she remarked sarcastically, only to furrow her brows upon hearing Asher's rasped voice.
"I think… I must've gone crazy." He let out a short laugh. "Why did I even call you and hear your nonsense?"
