"Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shitty shit shit SHIT!" Sho yelled. "What the heck does that guy want?" Then Sho thought of the worst and maybe weirdest case scenario.
"I got it! He wants my soul!" Sho exclaimed and then rethought it since it might be something Kyoko would think of.
"Okay, that is impossible. What could he possibly want from me?" Sho thought. "My looks? Maybe. My awesome singing voice? Maybe that too. Oh my god there must be so many things he wants from." Sho thought in despair.
The phone rang. Sho picks it up. "Hello?"
"SHO where the heck are you? Do you know what time it is?" An extremely mad Shoko yelled.
"Ah, Shoko. What are we talking about?" Sho said after he put his "I'm cool" demeanor back on.
"WHAT? Don't you remember the press talk about taking a break for a while? I thought Kyoko-chan already told you about this." She yelled again.
Sho thought about the conversation that morning. "Oh yeah. I remember, what do you take me for an idiot? I was checking if you knew what you were talking about." Sho replied.
Shoko groaned. "Okay, Sho listen to me. I'll be by your apartment in about 10 minutes. Get dressed and meet me outside." and hung up.
"Okay?" Sho said to himself. "Now let's see, clothes."
He went into the bedroom and looked through the drawers. After looking through a couple of drawers, he figured out that the left side is his and the right side is Kyoko's.
He thought for a bit and then chose a spiked black collar, a black T-shirt with a graphic of a devil and angel, and black slacks. He put on his coat, when he heard someone knocking on the door.
"SHO! HURRY UP!" Shoko yelled frantically.
Sho groaned and headed toward the door. "Alright, I'm coming."
The only thought left was what the heck did King want and why.