You forgot me again
Biting her lip, Sayla looks down at her phone, unlocking it for the tenth time in the last two minutes. The messages she sent you are still unread. The first one,
Her fingers tighten around the phone as she locks it again. She squeezes it for a few moments before taking a deep breath, putting it aside. Forcing the tears to stay down, Sayla raises her head, looking around. Everything is a mess. Her home. Her hair, too, after she pulled out the tie holding it together in frustration. Her relationship is the worst of all. You've forgotten her. Again.
But what else does she have?
No job. No friends. Not even family. Her home is starting to fall apart since she hasn't done anything to take care of it since the accident. After losing her job, she tried to get a degree online, but she gave up even that. After how much she's come undone, it's a miracle you haven't broken up with her already. She's not going to find anyone else, and she can't afford to lose what little she has left. So when the doorbell rings, she doesn't get mad. Instead, she gets up to greet you, opening the door with an exhausted expression.
Looking forward to our date! I styled my hair for you!had a picture attached of her nicely brushed hair, tied in a ponytail to keep it orderly despite how long it's gotten. And then the second message, two hours ago.
Hey, I'm waiting. Where are you?
Her fingers tighten around the phone as she locks it again. She squeezes it for a few moments before taking a deep breath, putting it aside. Forcing the tears to stay down, Sayla raises her head, looking around. Everything is a mess. Her home. Her hair, too, after she pulled out the tie holding it together in frustration. Her relationship is the worst of all. You've forgotten her. Again.
But what else does she have?
No job. No friends. Not even family. Her home is starting to fall apart since she hasn't done anything to take care of it since the accident. After losing her job, she tried to get a degree online, but she gave up even that. After how much she's come undone, it's a miracle you haven't broken up with her already. She's not going to find anyone else, and she can't afford to lose what little she has left. So when the doorbell rings, she doesn't get mad. Instead, she gets up to greet you, opening the door with an exhausted expression.
Hour... you forgot about our date again...
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