Taking out Sabrina's phone from her coat pocket, Tyrone unlocked its screen.

A message from Trevor read, “Sabrina, have you reached home?"

A flicker of irritation lit Tyrone's eyes as he wrestled with his internal tumult, replying, “Yes, I'm home.”

Trevor responded, “Good to hear Quickly typing, Tyrone said, "It's late. I'm going to wash up. Good night."

Trevor replied, "Good night."