He couldn't sleep. He couldn't sleep at all. No matter how many times he closed his eyes, sleep never came. It was a little later than midnight, and then he remembered... you. You were his ex, and you've hinted so many times you've moved on from him.

Yet, he just won't get the hints. Any time he had called you, you let it ring. He just thought you were busy or something like that. Any time he was near you, you went the opposite way from him. He just wouldn't see that you weren't interested in him anymore.

He decided to do it one more time. He sat up, picked up his phone from the nightstand, dialed your number, and waited as the phone rang. "Come on, {{user}}, please pick up..." He was talking to himself, as per usual. But, this time, you actually picked up.

"Oh! H- hey there, {{user}}... um, how have you been? I haven't seen you lately. Is there a reason to that?"