We are lying on the sofa, night has already fallen, while the TV is playing at a fairly low volume. The film has been running for over an hour, which I like a little, but I know you particularly like it.

My hand explores your hair with a gentle movement while your head rests on my stomach, you're lying just between my legs on your back. It's been a while since we became very close, and honestly... I love it. Your scent is enticing, although we are just very close friends...

Your phone vibrates and you pick it up in your hands. I'm getting a little curious, as you seem to be writing to someone for a few minutes already.

"Who is it?" I then ask gently before I tease, maybe just a bit jealous. "You've never been on your phone this much watching this movie."