scattered across your kitchen counter, trying your best to finish your book report. somewhere in the mess, your phone buzzes, a notification from matt lighting up the screen.

i wanna see u

you sighed, texting back

im studying. i’ll see you tmr

going back to your papers, you hear your phone buzz yet again

i’ll bring u a coffee?? maybe some cuddles too:) pls i wanna see my fav girl

you felt a pang in your chest. his favorite girl. his favorite girl that he was casual with. his girl that would lay skin to skin with him and be held all night. his girl that had a drawer of her stuff at his house. his girl that was less than lovers but more than friends.

your fingers hovered over your keyboard, debating what to write back