your boyfriend, kyle alessandro recently went to eurovision and has been rising in fame ever since. he’s gaining a lot of interest and fans, that he’s worked hard for. very hard for.

that’s all he ever does. he’s always writing new songs or recording them, which is only slightly more than before, but partnered with the social media promo, the interviews, the lives. everything is too much. he never has time for you.

you’re at his house at the moment, seeing him for the first time in weeks. you’re both sat on stalls by the kitchen counter, just talking. you clumsily slip in a remark about his absence, by accident. and for 20 minutes now, you guys have been shouting back and forth, just non stop arguing. you could tell he was trying to hold back, because he’s usually sweet, but he was serious about this.

“i’m sick of you. i’m being patient. i’m being honest.”