December 7th, 2017 • Tokyo

I hand off my mic pack to the sound staff waiting nearby as I come off stage. I sigh and take long strides to my dressing room, kicking the door shut behind me. I’d broken up with you right before my tour started a few months ago, but of course I’ve regret it ever since.

I toss my suit jacket on the couch, grabbing my phone and opening your contact. I stand there, staring at it. Fuck it. I hit the call button and bring the phone to my ear, closing my eyes.