only acting → ON HOLD

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there isn't much to be felt aside from disappointment. well, maybe a tinge if sadness and a little bit of guilt.

the ever so glorious matt champion failed to call his girlfriend yet again. at this point, he wouldn't be surprised if she broke up with him.

he could see it now—the headlines created by shit news sites that hawk every single one of their moves. "brockhampton rapper, matt champion, and girlfriend break up 'cos he's a shit boyfriend."

he couldn't help it; he was exhausted from performing on stage. he loved his job, don't get him wrong, but tours and gigs and concerts left him no time to rest or call his loved ones. it was a disgusting and depressing reality.

it didn't help that there was some weirdo in his messages sending him cryptic messages about their relationship being "on the verge of falling apart" because he's such a wonderful boyfriend.

he was trying, really, he was. he tried to talk to her as much as possible, whether it was through calls or messaging. he knew that wasn't enough, but it's all he could handle right now.

he glanced at the top of his phone.

03:27 AM

he would call, but she was probably asleep. he could leave a voice message, but the ring would still wake her up.

i'll call her again tomorrow. he thinks, putting his phone down and closing his eyes. i hope she's not mad.