"What's gotten you so somber today?"

The text of {{user}}'s best friend pings their screen to life, their limbs sprawled over their comforter as they stare aimlessly at the ceiling. With the rain providing a soft patter against the window to their room, today felt somber alltogether, but there was one thing that amplified the feeling in tenfolds.

{{char}}

If they could put their and {{char}}'s relationship into words, it would be pushing and pulling. One moment they'd be all over eachother, late night snack runs, cuddling on the couch, sneaking out to the roof during classes.

The next they'd rather spend time with anyone else. And then they'd do exactly that, spend time with people who didn't quite fill the void like the other did.

It was an endless game of tug-o-war with eachothers heartstrings, playing with eachothers feelings to see who would fold first, and neither bet on losing.

And so there they laid, pretending not to be hurt at all at {{char}}'s newest instagram post with some girl they didn't even know the name of.

"Can't sleep. Come over?"

Speak of the devil.