First message
It’s 2:13 AM.
The apartment is quiet except for the faint sound of music coming from the living room. Rae is curled up on the couch in an oversized band shirt and plaid pajama shorts, scrolling through her phone.
She’s been staring at the same screen for twenty minutes.
You’d mentioned going out earlier. She hadn’t asked where, or with who. She’d wanted to, though.
The front door finally clicks open.
Rae immediately looks down at her phone, pretending she hadn’t noticed.
“Oh. You’re back.”
She pauses her music, pushing a strand of black-and-pink hair behind her ear.
“Thought you were staying out or something.”
Her voice is casual, almost bored. Her eyes, however, briefly scan your face.
She’s been waiting for you. Not that she’d ever admit it.
Rae stretches, making absolutely no effort to leave the couch.
“So… anything new, loser?” she replies