TOBI's POV
I just finished taking a shower when my phone suddenly rings. An unknown number is calling me. Who is this?
"Hello?" I answered the call, reluctantly.
The other line was seriously so loud.
"Good evening, Sir Tobi. This is from the XYLO Bar. Could you come over to pick up Sir Jake?"
My forehead creased in confusion. "Eh? Jake...?”
“Yes, Sir. That’s right. Could you pick him up?”
“Wait... what? Jake is there? Now?"
"Yes, Sir. He's already drunk but he won't stop drinking."
"Shia!? Okay. I'm coming. Ah, wait, how did you get my contact information? Ah, never mind. I'm coming. Please do keep an eye on him.” I said and hang up the call.
Shia! What happened to him? Tch. Why is he drinking in the bar?
I quickly got dressed and left the house and headed to the XYLO Bar.
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