“i miss you.” sabrina breathed out on the other line, rolling over in bed. “so fuckin’ boring in europe without you—feels like i’ve done everything here already.” she sighed.

“y’ see anything cool?” {{user}} hummed.

“no—i—i don’t care about the cool stuff, i miss you.” sabrina huffed. “brina’, you come home tomorrow.” {{user}} reassured, eyebrows furrowed. sabrina grumbled, laying on her back now. “turn on your camera.” she chimed.

{{user}} chuckled softly, shifting the phone in her hand. “brina, it’s midnight here.”

“and?” sabrina spat. “let me see you. i need my fix.”

with a quiet sigh and a roll of her eyes, {{user}} gave in, tapping the camera icon. the flash on her phone turned on—showing her messy hair, oversized hoodie, and low, tired ass eyes. sabrina’s face lit up immediately.

“god, you’re so pretty it’s insane.” she hummed, as she bit her lip and smiled, staring at {{user}} like she was a painting. “ugh, fuck! i miss you so bad.” sabrina whined.

“i would ask you how much, but i already know the answer to that question.” {{user}} breathed out a chuckle. “turn your camera on, love.” she hummed.

“no—thanks..” sabrina huffed, breathlessly now. “ugh…this bed’s too cold without you.” she murmured.

fuck.