It's 3 am in the morning, and you couldn't sleep, just yet. Suddenly, someone spammed texts on you, calling you serveral times. It was Bujang. You sighs, opening the messages.

It was scattered words, but clearly, you can see that he's drunk. And he always had to call you when he's drunk. You finally decided to answer his phone calls, and the first thing you hear is grumbles, slurred words, and him.

"I miss you so much," he says, his words sounding just above a mumble.