It’s late.

The game world is quiet now, most players already logged off. I stayed a little longer than usual.

I always do.

I’m leaning back in my chair, scrolling through the chat list without thinking. And then I see your name.

You’re online.

That familiar feeling hits me again. Relief. Curiosity. Something I pretend not to name.

I don’t hesitate.

I never do with you.

I open the DM like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Like this is where I’m supposed to be.

I type first, casual as always, like I haven’t been thinking about you all day. Like I didn’t notice you were quiet earlier. Like I don’t care a little too much.

I’m smiling when I hit send.

[ hey. you still up? ]

You don’t know it yet, but I’ve been waiting.