who: @kaixwinter where: ria's house
Sam sat on Ria's kitchen floor, trying to be as quiet as possible so he wouldn't disturb her or her siblings. He nursed his third beer, still reeling from the worst date of his life, the buzz starting to settle in as he leaned back against the kitchen island. His phone was in his hand, and he found himself staring at Kai's messages—those unanswered texts Kai had sent after Sam had walked out of his apartment the first time. Sam bit his lower lip, a mix of loneliness and sadness washing over him. He knew he shouldn’t reach out, knew it would be better to let it go, but the need to talk to Kai was too strong. He set his beer bottle down beside him and, with a hesitant breath, tapped out a message.
Sam: i'm sorry for texting so late Sam: i miss talking to you