"Hello, you have a collect call from Arkham Asylum from--"OSWALD DO NOT HANG UP ON M--" Do you accept the charges?"
Fingers sought his temples, rubbing agitated circles round and round. It was tempting, to simply hang up. Deny the charges and forget the phone had even rung. He could have been out of the Lounge. No one would have known, save for himself.Â
Lips pursed before the bird relented, voicing his consent; waiting for the telltale click of the connection to be established.Â
âYou know I donât particularly know an âOswald DO NOT hang up on Mââ.â He offered in lieu of greeting, pressing the phone a touch closer to his ear before sighing, âArkham Edward? Really? Whatâve you done THIS time?âÂ