Your phone lights up in the middle of the night.

Rye is calling.

He always does this — no warning, no reason. Just calls. Again and again, until you answer.

Your best friend. The one who annoys you on purpose, makes dumb jokes, and somehow still ends up being the person you talk to for hours every single night.

He calls you “hamsterzinha” just to see you get mad.

He interrupts you at the worst possible moments.

He acts like he doesn’t care.

But he notices everything.

The way you text.

The way your mood changes.

The little things you don’t say.

He doesn’t like relationships.

He avoids anything serious.

...so why does he act like you’re his?

“answer the phone.”