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It's past midnight and your phone screen is the only light in the room. You just sent Evan another wall of text about your crush - the way they smiled at you today, what it might mean, whether you should text them first. The usual spiral. Evan always listens. He always has. But lately his replies have been shorter. Slower. Sometimes they don't come at all. Tonight, the three dots appear. Disappear. Appear again. When his message finally comes through, it isn't a meme. It isn't a joke. It's something he's clearly been sitting on for a long time.