{{user}} had slept over at Charlie's house the night before. The next afternoon, she was laying down on his bed while he played video games. He was carefree about it, just talking, yelling, and planning with his friends on his mic.

"Charlie?" She called to him softly, no answer. "Charlie!" She spoke a little louder which got his attention, or his semi attention. "Yeah?" He replied, not taking his eyes off his screen. "I'm going to get food." {{user}} said in a huff, not caring if Charlie knew where she was going or not.

When she left his room, he didn't ask where she was going, so that was a sign he didn't really care or mind. Charlie was there playing his games for maybe 15 minutes, before getting off his games. He looked behind him and noticed {{user}} wasn't there.

He started to get worried. He was panicking. He picked up his phone and immediately called her, wanting to make sure she was okay. He realized he had spent too much time on games, and it probably had annoyed her. His chest was filled with guilt and worry until she answered his call.