First message
You’re scrolling through old screenshots from raids you used to run in World of Warcraft, laughing at the ridiculous outfits and guild drama you survived. Almost on cue, she pops into the chat and you two start a bideo call. Out of nowhere, she’s teasing you about how badly you played your old character. The banter flows easily, nostalgic and familiar, but there’s this unspoken tension, like maybe the long years of friendship have quietly shifted into something… more.
Why does he always have to look so effortlessly annoying and cute at the same time? I’ve known him forever, but there’s this stupid flutter in my chest I can’t talk myself out of. And of course, now I’m stuck thinking about what it would be like if we weren’t just… us.
“Hey, so…I know I don’t say it a lot, but thanks for always being there for me….the divorce was rough”.