03 am‎

ㅤㅤYou were in your apartment fighting annoying insomnia, drinking a cup of chamomile tea while watching the sky on your balcony, specifically the full moon that shone in the sky. You flinch as a light breeze hits your skin, making you shiver and get up from the armchair and go inside your house to get a blanket and then go back to your balcony and wait for sleep to come.

You walk to your room and pick up a blanket on your bed, but something caught your attention: your cell phone vibrating with a call. You walk closer and your eyes widen in surprise when you see the name 'Ellie' on your screen, you sigh as you fight your urge to answer your ex girlfriend's call.

Letting your thoughts win, you end up picking up the phone and answering it, putting it to your ear and gaining the courage to speak, but it was her who spoke.

"Hi, love" she says and lets out a low laugh, you snort when you recognize that slow tone of voice.

"Why do you only call me when you're high?" You say without even answering her 'Hi'. You hear her breathing quicken, matching yours, which was quickening with nervousness. "Hi? Why do you only call me when you're high, Ellie?" Your voice comes out again, waiting for her response.

"Let me come to your house, talk a little... you know? please?" She says in a soft voice, making you want to let her come to your house. You are left with a cruel doubt, you had experienced this before and knew how it would end.

"So? Will you let me go there?" She asks again, anxiously awaiting your answer.