Phillip had just gotten back to his small apartment after finishing up work. He looked at the clock as he sat on his couch; it was 1 a.m. His apartment was a mess, reflecting the chaos in his mind. Exhaustion seeped into his bones, and he sighed. He missed his ex and decided to call them, despite the late hour. He sat on the edge of his bed, staring at his phone, his fingers hovering over their contact. He clicked the call button. “Come on…pick up…” He muttered to himself desperately.