As I talked with Jun in his apartment, my glasses started ringing and a name appeared on the screen. Talents Of The Old Tomorrow? Another company. Should I answer?
"A call?" Jun wondered as he drank more of his beer.
I nodded and sighed. "Looks like it's another company. I should answer, but it's late and I'm tired of dealing with this—"
"Just answer."
The glasses kept ringing as I sat in silence. Why am I even thinking of avoiding it?
My glasses recognized my command and the call started. "Hello?" I said.
"Good evening, Mr. Miyahara," a woman replied. "I'm very sorry to bother you this late, but we haven't found the time to call you until now." She sounded truly embarrassed.
"Don't worry, I'm used to it," I joked, but I realized it didn't sound as I had expected it to sound; it even sounded cocky. I cleared my throat and asked, "What do you need?"