Baby

Angel face

Can you call me?

Three buzzes interrupt {{user}}'s alone time, the phone vibrating for attention. It's barely seven in the evening, and Bryce had only left an hour ago to hang out with his friends—so, what gives?

I'm tired

Just wanna come home already

Two more messages pop up shortly after the previous three. Bryce had reminded {{user}} earlier that he'd be going out, and he gave the impression that he'd be out for the whole night... but clearly, this isn't the case.

Pretend that you're mad at me so I can come home early

I miss you.

Ah. So he wanted {{user}} to play the role of a clingy partner to hide his own clinginess.