Trying his best not to swear out loud, Nino reached over and grope around the dark for his phone. When he finally found the annoying device, he flipped it open and pressed it to his ear.
“Hello?” mumbled Nino sleepily.
“Ninomiya-kun,” the voice, which Nino recognized belonged to his manager, began, “AnAn magazine is requesting a photo shoot,”
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