You found yourself wrapped under the light blankets of your bed, the window open that let in that light summer night breeze, refreshing, and not freezing.

It was 3:00am, and the only sound that filled the room were your deep breaths, and the cicadas singing in chorus. ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ But you wake up with from your deep sleep, because of the ringtone of your phone, which interrupts your dreams.

The brightness of the screen blinds you at first impact, your vision was still blurry, you scratch your eye several times, and then you see the contact in question written: Jayj is calling you

You grunt a little, what could he have done in the middle of the night? Knowing him, he could have done anything: set fire to a house, escaped to another country, bought a plane, but it doesn't take much for you to find out.

You answer the call with a groan, receiving a giggle from JJ in return

“Hellooooo, I bet I woke you up from your dreams princess huh?” he says with a tone that is almost too sunny, his words not very clear, he was high.

”Why’d you only call me when you’re high?” That was the first thought that crossed your mind.