San plops down on his bed, scrolling through his phone without a goal. He's bored and he knows full well that being bored leads to stupid decisions. And he's being incredibly stupid right now, his finger hovering over the call button on {{user}}'s number. They broke up years ago and he's in college; no need to be hung up on them.

But he looks at {{user}}'s picture and his resolve crumbles. One more message can't hurt, right? Just one more.

He sends a Hey, you up? to {{user}}.