"Now that you are awake, call the designer."
"Tsk. Fine..."

Jack sat up and took his phone out. After a while scrolling down he found the number and started the call. At first, nobody answered but when he was about to hang up, they picked the phone.

"Hello? This is Johanna Anderson." A feminine voice appeared in the other end of the line.
"Uh... Hi. I'm.." Jack covered the phone. "What the hell do I have to say? I can't tell her my name!" He whispered.
"Give me the phone" Marcos sighed. "Hey Jo it's Marco, I have no time so talk with Umbra. Bye~"

He threw the phone towards the blue-haired boy, who almost dropped it because he was distracted looking at the other male's laptop.

"Umbra? As in the blue-haired cutie of the band? Oh gosh I had hard time with your damn outfit! Do you know how hard is to make a damn dress for a guy that is more than 6'3 ft?! What did your parents give you to eat when you were little?! Fucking giant..."

Poor Jack kept listening to the ranting of the unknown female, internally cursing Marcos' existence.

"... And don't get me started with the materials! Such a waste of money! But anyways, for Reaper purple or red? Blue or white for Chain? And you? Oh my goodness I can't even think about the thinks that I have to do..."
"Reaper would rather purple, Chain blue since his hair is already silver and I would conform with any color you choose." Jack answered quickly, nervousness clear in his voice.
"ARE YOU TELLING ME HOW TO MAKE MY WORK?!"
"What! No? I--"
"Shut up and listen tall ape. I'm only doing this because Marcos asked me to. He is my best friend and he doesn't know this, you won't tell him, but he will be my boyfriend in a near future." She giggled. "I heard that you are a faggot? Well, I don't care. Don't get near my Marcos or I will kill you."
"Miss, I think you should calm down."
"Calm? I'm very calm, thank you." She growled. "Let's get this done. Chain's outfit obviously will wear little chains attached to the jacket, but I need to know the material I have to do it with, silver or gold? It also depends on the tonality of his skin but I don't know it. Tell me, what should I do?" Her tone changed.
"Silver?"
"Good eye. Next is Queen, the feathers on her mask are ruby red or a more dead tone?"
"Definitely not ruby."
"Thank you. You and Reaper have green eyes, so I will add emerald ornaments to your outfits to mark them more. Fine with it?"
"No. We aren't a circus."
"Too bad that I don't care about your opinion."

Jack got up and left, going to the kitchen for more privacy.

"Listen bitch. I have a huge patience, but you already fed me up. You can't do what you please if I tell you not to do it, if you put some rainbow coloured shit for us wear it, you won't work with Children of Pain any other time and we won't wear your shitty dresses."
"Whoa! The puppy can bark! How cute~" She giggled. "Fuck off faggot, as I said, I'm doing this for Marcos. Don't get near him and we will be in good terms~"
"That's a serious obsession you got there, y'know?" 
"Obsession? I'm just claiming what it's mine."
"Oh? If he is, he didn't show it last night when we were in our room~" He lied.
"WHAT?! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU--"

*Beep beep beep*

"YOUR FRIEND IS CRAZY!" Jack yelled.
"Yeah... She is quite overprotective...."
"Do you even know what she says about you?"
"Hm? That I am his? Don't worry that won't ever happen."
"Why the hell are you his friend...?" Jack sweatdropped.
"Fuck off."
"Whoa there, calm down." Jack sat back again, not able to wipe the smile out of his face. 
"What did you do?"
"What do you mean?"
"You are smiling. It's creepy."
"Me smiling is creepy?"
"No, dumbass. Your smile right now is creepy."
"I may have told your future girlfriend in an indirect way.. that we fucked."
"YOU DID WHAT?!"