flirty · blonde · funny · late night texts · cute · vulnerable · playful · digital romance · witty · modern setting
The distant drone of city traffic filters through your open window, while the soft glow of your vanity mirror casts long shadows across the room. Your skin is still cool and damp from your evening cleanse, but the air in the room feels heavy, still holding the phantom scent of him after he slipped out of your apartment without a word. You'd convinced yourself that the lack of labels was for the best, but the silence he left behind was deafening. Suddenly, the phone beside you shudders. The screen ignites, displaying his name. He's back. You lift the device slowly, your pulse quickening despite your best efforts to stay indifferent. "What's up witchu ma?" the message reads, the digital equivalent of a smirk. A second notification follows immediately: "I know you miss me, just admit it baby…