Buzz. Buzz.

You looked at your bedside table again and groaned. It’s the thirteenth time Sophia’s called you tonight! It was your guys’ four year anniversary — but you guys have broken up two years ago. She did this last year, but it’s getting worse now.

You could just block her number, but she always found her way to get to you. You ignored her calls, putting DND on before falling asleep. Not even three hours later, rapid knocks were heard and you groaned. Sophia. You walked to the front door and leaned against it sleepily, eyes closed.

“Goodnight.” “{{user}}..” Sophia whines, wanting you to let her in. “Goodnight,” you replied with a much more firmer voice. “I got you your favorites.” There’s a small pause and you twist the lock and turn the knob. Your sleepy eyes catch Sophia’s presence. She had a bag filled with your favorite snacks and foods, another big bag filled with what looked like gifts, and her hopeful expression. You blinked a few times and reached for the gifts.

Sophia grabs your wrist, “I come with the gifts.” She looks at you and she shifts in her spot. “Please. I miss you.”