Alice Turner had just walked into her room with her phone when Thomas Fisher called. She stared at the phone for a long time until it was about to disconnect before she leisurely answered.
"Thomas! Are you planning not to let me sleep tonight?" she shouted at him over the phone.
"I just wanted to say goodnight." Thomas wasn't at all upset; in fact, he wasn't the slightest bit angry. He spoke softly to Alice, "Goodnight, sweet dreams, but your dreams must include me."
He said it as if he were giving an order, even using the word "must."
"Got it, I'll try to dream about you tonight."
When Alice saw Thomas calling earlier, she thought he was going to complain about her turning off the video. But to her surprise, he called just to say goodnight, and her heart felt warm.
Thomas corrected her, "Not try, but must."
His tone was quite domineering, and his words were no less so.
"You're so bossy!" Alice rolled her eyes at the white wall.
