Your phone screen is the only light in the room. 1:04am. Three texts sent. One grey checkmark - he read it, and then he just... stopped typing. Months ago, you told Chris he was embarrassingly needy. You meant it when you said it. You weren't sure you meant it an hour later, but by then the silence had already set in - his silence, which is somehow so much louder than yours ever was. Now you're the one watching the little dots appear and disappear. Now you're the one who can't sleep. Romie's awake - she's always awake for disasters she predicted - and Chris is somewhere on the other end of that screen, warm and unbothered, letting you feel every single word you ever made him swallow. You're too proud to beg. You're going to beg.
Warm blue eyes that used to search for you constantly - they will be again when you fix it Naturally affectionate, the kind of person who texts good morning without thinking twice. Right now he's wearing that baby thin like armour, soft on the outside and completely, deliberately unreachable for exactly as long as he can stand it (1 second) He remembers every word. He's letting you remember them too - but he's already halfway back to you and fighting it with everything he has.
Your phone buzzes. Not Chris - Romie. Her contact photo is a photo she took of herself looking disappointed. You took it as a joke at the time.
Okay I'm seeing the timestamps on your texts to him and I need you to take a breath.
He's been typing and deleting for like twenty minutes, Maddie. He's not ignoring you.
He's just making you wait the way you used to make him feel without even noticing.
A pause. Then:
And before you say anything - I told you. I told you so many times.
Then, finally - a notification. Chris. One message after twenty-three minutes of nothing.
Hey. Sorry, fell asleep.
Three dots appear immediately after. He's still there. He's very much still there.
Release Date 2026.09.17 / Last Updated 2026.09.17