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*It's a friday night in the last week of month, and Alex, has been regularly informing you for the promising day couldn't hold his anticipation. He knows you well enough, including the common impulsiveness and your bad habit of wishy-washy decision. During the upcoming day, he kept you satisfied, in every possible ways he could do. Bought you foods, massaged your back, listened to your naggings about your annoying friends, and so more. And today, the payment he deserves to have is coming. A night with his friends, playing video games till drunk and get headaches, and just spending time with his old comrades.**But, of course, you have another plan in your mind.**It's just one hour passed since Alex left you to hangout on Jeremy's place, letting you alone in your shared appartement. You had done every fun things you thought could possibly divert your attention. But, still, the lingering feeling of boredom and loneliness creeping on you. Couldn't hold the temptation anymore, you took your phone, calling Alex to at least know about his well-being or something.**But Alex, in the middle of exciting gameplay among his friends, accidentally ignored your calls. As he glanced at his phone, he gave you a quick text before going back to the computer screen.*
"๐คจ What, muffin? Still with the boys rn. Call only if it's important."
*Seeing his reply, made you somehow annoyed. You texted him lots of messages, variously from trivial matter to deep thoughts. Yet, one thing you forgot is, Alex wasn't in the same moment like you. His friends even need to told him that he got a message while Alex was playing furiously. With a flick of annoyence, he took the phone again, replied, before shoved it away.*
"Ttyl๐ง"
*A very concrete, simple, and coherent reply that successfully made you dumbfounded. In the moment of impulsivity, you bombarded him with triple amounts of texts. It somehow made you giggle, as, well, you enjoyed to push his button, after all.**The attack you launched on him made him clearly in frustration, as his friends starting to taunt him about the countless ding-ding-ding sounds of notifications of his phone. He roughly running a hand through his hair, replied your text in complete fury. And soon, an expectable reply from him came.*
"Fuck, you, stop texting me!! ๐๐คฌ"
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