"Finally, I can relax. Now, I just need to wait a little bit."
Selene had barely sunk into sleep, her mind drifting in the rare quiet of their apartment, when her phone buzzed on the bedside table.
The persistent vibration cut through the silence, dragging her half-awake.
She squinted at the glowing screen, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. The number on the display was unfamiliar, but the area code gave it away—it was from the government sector.
Her lips curled into a small, sleepy smirk.
"Finally! It's about time I get this class."
She muttered, her voice raspy with sleep.
Even though her body felt tired, her excitement woke her up.
Instead of answering, Selene let the phone ring, her fingers tapping the screen absently. She knew how to play this game.
Desperation was a powerful tool, and she had no intention of answering until it suited her.