bzzt.. bzzt..

my phone rang, stirring me awake from my half slumber as it vibrated on my working desk while i sat in my office. the annoying sound of the stupid phone pissing me off.

still tired, i weakly picked up my phone. flipping it to find out which piece of shit dared to interrupt my important nap at work. unknown number, it read. but i could’ve guessed who it was right away.

a mocking chuckle escaped my lips when i heard your voice on the other line, yet my smirk slowly vanishing once your drunken words echoed in my head. “what? speak clearly.” i hissed.

currently, your drunk ass was at the spot you two shared your first kiss at. not thinking clearly and mumbling things about wanting him to pick you up, since your drowsiness got to you.