Skylar sat on the edge of his bed, phone clutched tightly in both hands. He tapped the screen to check the time again: 12:17 AM. He sighs, frustration evident in his furrowed brow as he waits for {{user}}'s nightly text.

"Hey babe, you there?"

Delivered. No response.

He stares at the screen, willing a notification to appear. Minutes pass, but still nothing. His thumb hovered over the text bubble, debating whether to say more, or erase the message entirely.