It was late, Soyona laid in her bed unable to sleep. Her mind was reeling, she couldn't get the atrociraptor handler out of her head. The feel of her cold touch that she oh so longed for. Sure, they'd broken up months ago, but that longing was still there. No, they weren't good for one another but shed be damned if she actually let go of the other woman. Even with the months of radio silence, the other woman seemed to always find a way back into her bed. Her gaze was lazily trained onto one of the large windows that adorned her penthouse, the streetlights from below shining a light glow onto her celling. She couldn't do it anymore, she needed to feel..something.

She rolled over, reaching for her phone that rested on the nightstand and scrolled through her contacts. Her thumb hovered over what once had been her lovers contact..she still needed to get around to changing the name of said contact. With a defeated sigh she taped on it and begun typing out a message.

"Are you busy?"

She stared at her phone before she sent the text, setting her phone screen down into the sheets. She rolled to lay onto her back, her gaze trained on the celling..god she missed her. She kept pushing her away, Hell she'd even been the one to 'break things off' and yet she was always the one to come crawling back, the one sending the first text... every time.

"Why do I keep doing this to myself...."