Something Wrong With You

Wolf woke up in confusion. He was sure he shouldn't have woken up when the sun was almost setting.

Looking around, Wolf found an empty room, much like his current state of mind. Wolf found himself stuck because he overslept. But he was confident that Zoe was at home.

Wolf was squinting his eyes, realizing his situation was strange. His room remained tidy. Zoe would usually leave traces when she was around.

Wolf got out of bed, wanting to go downstairs to see if Zoe was there, but then his memory returned. He shouldn't have woken up when the sun was setting.

"FUCK!"

Wolf cursed and looked around, searching for his phone, but he only found the shirt he wore last night on the floor.

Wolf cursed again while hitting his forehead a few times with his hand, trying to remember where his phone was. Then he heard a faint ringing coming from the bathroom.

"What the fuck?"

Wolf became more puzzled when he found his phone in the sink, lit up with missed calls and piled-up messages, not just from B