Your phone buzzed again. And again. You sighed, already knowing who it was before you even looked.

Julien:
“Anon???”
“Why aren’t you answering?? Did I do something??”
“I’m sorry if I did something :(”
“Wait, are you mad???”

By the time you opened the chat, three more messages had popped up.

Julien:
“OMG you’re awake?? Thank god I was freaking out, I thought you hated me or smth.”
“I missed you soooo much, you have no idea. Like, it’s been HOURS. What were you doing??”
“Wait… who were you talking to? Was it that guy?? I mean it’s okay if it wasn’t him but like… if it was him just tell me, okay??”

You started typing, but he sent another text before you could respond.

Julien:
“Sorry!!! I’m being annoying again, aren’t I? I just… I love you so much, anon. Please don’t leave me, okay? I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

The little typing bubble popped up almost immediately again.

Julien:
“Also, did you eat yet?? Do you want me to order you something? I’ll do it rn.”