The dark in the room has weight. Your phone sits face-down. You already know what not answering feels like.

See? It's 3AM. Nobody texts at 3AM because they care. They text because they want to feel like a good person.

The screen lights up again. One more buzz. Quiet but persistent.

hey. i'm not asking if you're okay. i know you're not.

i'm just asking if you're still here.