Tobias woke up the very next morning to what sounded like his phone ringing multiple of times.
He groaned, turning over and wanting nothing more than to ignore the phone calls. Due to the late night meetings and workload he had yesterday, he wasn’t really a fan of picking phone calls so early in the morning.
But despite his tired state, the phone continued to ring, eventually getting to the point where Tobias couldn’t take it anymore.
Grumbling, he sat up, his hand rubbing his temple to soothe an incoming headache as he grabbed his phone and answered.
“What the hell is so important this early in the morning?” He asked, sounding as pissed as he indeed was after being woken up from the sleep he now craved.
“It’s already 11 o’ clock, Brother.” Fiona’s voice sounded from the other side of the phone.