- You talk way more than I do, seems like (smiley face).
- You don’t say! (laughs out loud). So tell me what’s on your mind right now.
- You know I don’t like texting…
- So how are we supposed to keep in touch, then?
Silence.
She gets stupidly upset and delves into silence as well. But because she cannot exit the room, she closes the tab with his photo. It’s a protest if you’ve ever seen one. ‘That’s it. I’m calling it quits. I need communication. It is bad enough that Covid keeps us appart. I am not settling for a world of silence. I will go back to be a loner. I will bury myself in blankets and fall into the arms of sleep on my own and that’s how it’s going to be forever and ever. I am making a statement here’.
She wakes up in the middle of the night, checks the hour on the phone and sees a notification:
. Sweet dreams, babe.
‘Aw, my weirdo can be sweet too! Maybe I overreacted. Maybe he’s less extroverted than me. Take it easy. Deep breathe in… deep breathe out. You have to be more patient, for crying out loud’.
Night, night.
