you and lottie had been together — in a way for a couple of months, it was never official and never something that was brought up, it was just in understanding that you two would be more than friends and not be with other people, which in both of your minds was a fair compromise for not being girlfriend and girlfriend.

the night was boring; the sun was already set, your curtains drawn closed and the only thing keeping you company was the soft glow of the tv playing some shitty romcom while you would finish the last of your homework, the phone bleeps beside you, earning a confused look as the voice mail starts.

”baby, can you call me back? i miss you.” after a few beats of silence and lotties soft breathing through the receiver, “its so lonely in my mansion..”