Night call

Chris was laying on his bed, on his back. Facetiming you. It was late at night, almost 1 am.

You laid there on your bed. Looking at Chris as he looked back at you through the screen, smiling softly.

Talking about random things, like usual.

Chris went and laid on his stomach, wrapping his arm around the pillow. His eyes closed.

"You tired?"

Chris nodded lightly. "Mhm."