"Who the hell is calling?! So annoying!" Joanna snapped as she stumbled around. She was rather frustrated by the constant ringing of her phone and just threw it away as a solution.
"Hey, why did you throw your phone away?" Rosie groaned, trying to keep Joanna steady as she picked up her phone from the ground.
The person on the other end of the line was quite stubborn as well. They kept calling, especially since Joanna was not picking up.
Helpless, Rosie had to answer the call instead. "Hello? Who is this?"
"You're not Pierce."
"Umm, I'm her friend. She's had a bit too much to drink, so she can't come to the phone right now."
"She's drunk?" The voice sounded extremely icy. "Where are you?"
"I'm at this pub in the city. Who are y—"
"Take care of her, I'll be there in a minute!" The man ordered harshly as he ignored Rosie's words, hanging up right after.
