After hanging up on Krystal Flack, Basil Jaak went back to sleep, but not long after, the phone rang again.
"Hey, stubborn girl, I have already said I'm not going, so don't..." Basil Jaak picked up his phone and started to rant without noticing an unfamiliar number displayed on the phone screen.
"Sir, I'm delivering food, could you please open the door?" The person on the other side explained.
"Wait, what...?" Basil Jaak paused, "You must be mistaken, I didn't order any food delivery."
"Sir, your address is written here, along with your name and phone number," the delivery person continued.
Basil Jaak sat up in his bed, rubbing his head and asked, "What's the name on there?"
"Ba....Basil Jaak!" The delivery man almost burst out laughing when he saw the name but managed to hold it back and read it out seriously.
