Danial doesn't know who is calling him at this time of night. It's past midnight, so the only people who would dare call him are an idiot, a wrong number, or someone very close to him.
His eyes slowly turn to look at his pocket, where his phone resides. He sees the outline of his phone on his pants; it's buzzing, and the light from its screen seems to shine through his pants.
Danial gets very nervous.
"Go on, pick it up. I think it's a very important phone call. Something you shouldn't miss," Amon speaks up.
Danial immediately shoots his gaze at Amon and sees him smiling, a very knowing smile to say the least. Danial's nervousness rises even more.
"What did you do..." He asks nervously.
Amon just chuckles. "I didn't do anything, but if you don't pick up that phone, I really might do something," Amon says.
