It wasn’t.
Because it felt deliberate.
Like a decision.
That night, I shouldn’t have texted him.
But I did.
Because I was annoyed.
Or curious.
Or both.
you always this bad at pretending nothing happens?
Three dots appeared almost instantly.
Too fast.
nothing did happen
I stared at that.
Typed back:
you sure?
Pause.
Longer this time.
Then:
yes
Short.
Controlled.
Not like him.
That told me more than anything else today.
I should’ve stopped there.
I didn’t.
you’ve been weird all day
Three dots again.
Then:
you notice me a lot for someone who doesn’t care
I froze slightly.
