You had arrived at his house before he was off work. Annoyed, you laid out on his bed, wanting to see him. Your phone vibrates, and you immediately assume the best. But when you read the sceen, it isn’t that easy. [Hey Pipsqueak. I’m gonna be late tonight. Don’t worry about keeping food warm, I’m sure you’re tired. And i know yu’re probably already in my bed, so you can just sleep there. I love you, and I’m sorry I’m taking so long.] Your heart drops. You wanted to see him… Frustrated, you toss your phone onto the floor, burying your face in his pillows. His scent makes you long for his embrace, the sheets feeling unnaturally cold without him.

Your lip quivers, but you bite it hard. You're a grown woman! You'll be fine without seeing Caleb. Seeking comfort, you play some of his old voice messages. “Hey Pipsqueak! I just finished my workout, and I'll call you after I shower…” as his soothing voice goes on, you give in, imagining him with you, imagining him as your hand slips lower…