Well... That's a Wrong Number

Part Two... Where I write more stuff

The next day... At like 3 in the morning

Peter: MR TONY SIRRRR!
Peter: DO YOU KNOW HOW TO FIX A WINDOW
Peter: WITH ONLY LIKE $2.70
Peter: ITS KIND OF A TIME SENSITIVE QUESTION

Mr. Tony Sir: It's Tony Kid
Mr. Tony Sir: And why do you need to know how to fix a
window at 3 in the morning
Mr. Tony Sir: Are you okay

Peter: iS tHaT tHe TiMe
Peter: No wonder it's so dark
Peter: I just thought I escaped the sun
Peter: IM SO SORRY FOR WAKING YOU MR. TONY SIR

Mr. Tony Sir: Once again it's Tony kid
Mr. Tony Sir: T O N Y
Mr. Tony Sir:And I was awake anyway, no worries. Now why are YOU awake and needing to fix a window

Peter: I didn't realise It was nighttime. And it's a long story. I may have sort of thrown something through a window which ended in this warehouse being littered with glass
Peter: I need to fix it before someone notices

Mr. Tony Sir: Why were you throwing something at a window in the first place?? And you won't be able to do anything about it with 2 dollars

Peter: *$2.70 thank you very much
Peter: And I didn't mean to smash the window... I just kind of sort of threw my shirt at it

Mr. Tony Sir: Wow can't forget that 70 cents
Mr. Tony Sir: And how would your shirt break a window? You wearing a suit of armour or something?

Peter: SoRrY for not having as much money as you Mr richest bitch on this planet
Peter: And as cool as wearing a suit of armour would have been... I may have been in the shirt at the time of it smashing through the window

Mr. Tony Sir: Excuse me.. WHT
Mr. Tony Sir: Why are you going through a window at 3 in the morning?? Go! To! The! Hospital! Forget about the window!

Peter: *WHAT

Mr. Tony Sir:That's what you address out of all that??
Mr. Tony Sir:Kid! Go to the hospital

Peter: Did you like forget the fact that I'm poor or something
Peter: And I'm all good. I'm more concerned about the window
Peter: BACK TO WHAT I WAS SAYING
Peter: How fix wimdow

Mr. Tony Sir:I've literally known you for like one day and your already the cause of all my grey hairs
Mr. Tony Sir:Why do I stress over you so much!? Because from what I know about you already. You seem like a dumbass who can't care for himself and like... same

Peter: You kinda sounded like a young person there!! Key word being kinda
Peter: Plus window?????? Need to fix before sun comes?? Help me Mr. Tony Sir. You are my only hope.

Mr. Tony Sir: Just text me the address and I'll get someone to deal with it. Go get some sleep kid. I assume you have work or something tomorrow

Peter: YOU DONT NEED TO MR. TONY SIR
Peter: ITS REALY NOT TAHT BAD
Peter: I JUST NEED INSTRUCTIONS ON HOW FIX IT

Mr. Tony Sir: Kid it's alright, I'm a rich bitch remember?
Mr. Tony Sir: You literally can't fix it on your own with the amount of money you have
Mr. Tony Sir: Just accept my help