BPOV
"Hello? "I asked in a groggy voice.
"You're an idiot." I heard Edward's voice.
What?
What the hell happened? Why was he calling me in such an early morning? And more importantly, why was he calling me an idiot?
"What the heck are you talking about?" I asked incredulously.
"Who the hell told you to make braids in Carley's hair yesterday? Now she's asking me to do it. How the hell am I supposed to do that now?" he snapped.
I couldn't help chuckling. "Thank God... I thought what was the crisis?"
"This is a serious matter, okay?" he said, "So, now you've to come here again for the breakfast and have to teach me to make the braids."
"What? You're kidding, right?" I asked.
"Did I laugh?" he asked in a serious tone.
"Oh God... Your attitude hasn't changed in all these years." I rolled my eyes.
"Please... You said you don't have any other plans anyway. So, why don't you come here?" Now he asked a polite voice.
"But I just got up. It'll take some time." I said.
"So you're coming, right?" he asked.
"Yes." I sighed.
"Good. Waiting here." I sensed a smile in his voice.
