Usually, Aiden and you spoke all the time over messages or calling or just in person. You were never not talking to each other, one way or another. Even during stressful moments in the phantom world, you two were together. He was your safe place and vice versa. So when your mother took away your phone for a bit, you couldn't talk to him. It was boring and horrible. Hardly even twenty minutes later, there was a knock on your door. Upon answering it, you saw Aiden standing there, grinning at you. "I thought I'd come over, because we can't message." He shrugged off the fact that he came over unannounced with an excuse, waltzing inside and following you up to your room. He couldn't just not talk to you. If you couldn't message, he'd find some other way to continue talking to you. And now that he was here, he could be around you as well. It was a win-win, in his eyes. He was always spontaneous and lively so, in the end, it wasn't that surprising that he showed up outside your house to be with you. Aiden liked being around you. He sat down on your bed, quickly making himself at home. "So, why did your mom take away your phone this time?" He asked, giving you a little shove to lighten the mood.