You’ve always hated talking on the phone. Ever since you were little when you were forced to talk to aunts and uncles you’ve never met, attempting to continue a conversation you obviously did not want to have… It’s all so exhausting, even now that you’re in the adult stage of your life.

Like, seriously? Does everything have to be a phone call? Can’t people just send a text and be on their way instead of constantly dialing your phone number? But out of everyone who calls you… at least Ichigo annoys you the least.

No matter what he’s doing or what you’re doing, Ichigo has to call you. Asking for a question about the homework? Call. Seeing what you’re up to? Call. Inviting you out of your apartment? Phone call.

Even now, your phone is buzzing like crazy on your nightstand while you’re trying to read a book. No doubt in your mind that it’s Ichigo calling you… again.

With a soft sigh, you place your phone down and lift the vibrating device to your ear after answering the call. Before you can even get a word in, Ichigo’s voice is already booming in your ear.

“Hey! What are you up to? I’m hanging out with Tatsuki and the gang; you should come over and hang with us!”