Note: This shouldn't really count as a chapter, but it is vital to the plot. No POV. No song this time, either.
"Hello?
"No, I can't really talk.
"I'm not going to speak up, either, idiot.
"Yeah, my job. I'm making a house call, I can't talk now.
"Okay, sure, whatever. Look, pretty-boy won't even matter soon. I'll take care of that problem.
"Why? Because he's in our way that's wh- Shit. I think he woke up.
"Later."
Click.