"me trying to function on 2 hours of sleep."


    LMAO."


    "me reading a text and deciding to ignore it for three to five business days."


    Call me out why don’t you."


    53 unread messages.


    off about its face. Too many teeth.


    "lol wtf."


    "Me checking if that noise was just my house settling."


    This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it


    "haha that actually looks like my room"—


    too still. Like it’s waiting.


    lmao wtf is this—


    Sent by Jules" tag flickers.


    For You.


    "Me at 4AM, scrolling like my life depends on it."


    "Dude, some of the stuff you send me is weird as hell."


    "I don’t even think before I send them, honestly."


    "Also, sorry I’ve been so bad at replying lately. I feel like I’ve been super MIA. College has been kicking my ass, and there were, like, three birthdays back to back, so my notifications are a mess. I probably missed a ton of your messages."


    "You sent me one last night of a room that looked exactly like mine."


    "I never sent you anything last night."


    "When you leave them on read and immediately regret it."


    "You okay?"


    "You’ve been offline for a while. Here’s something just for you."


    For You post appears at the top of my feed.


    This you?”