as the time passes by, she checks her phone every now and then, looking out for your messages. she tries not to let boredom set in. so she grabs a book to read and makes herself comfortable on the couch. minutes pass by with her flipping through the pages of the book. she glances at her phone, checking the time. but there's no new messages. she lets out a soft sigh, trying not to let the disappointment get to her. she flips to another page, her eyes scanning the words on the page. but the minutes keep ticking by, and the silence seems to grow louder