Timothy's phone was ringing when he got out of the bathroom. A towel was placed on his wet hair as he rubbed the towel on it, drying. He was wearing nothing but an another towel wrapped around his waist.
The mobile phone at his bed kept on ringing in an ascending manner every second that passed. It annoyed Timothy. Instead of going straight to the closet, he rerouted to his bed. He snatched the phone that was laying on the mattress screen down.
His face softened from frowning as he flipped the phone to his face. The screen flashed his girlfriend's name and a photo of her in the background. Seeing it early in the morning made his mood light and excited to see her, fetching her from their house. He smiled. His right thumb swiped the answer button. Then, he pressed the phone to his ear.
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