Miss you, not.

II

Eddy was back at his dorm room. It was almost 12 midnight. Clearly he went a little overboard on the assignment and finished it all up in one go. It wasn't even due until next week. Not that he was a completionist. But recently he found it easier to make himself busy to keep his problems away. Not exactly the best way to deal with them but it worked.

He threw his backpack to the side and let himself fall onto his bed face first, groaning into his pillow.

It was then the fatigue really kicked in. Every inch of muscles in his body was just retaliating at the thought of getting up and cleaning himself before bed.

His tests? Killing it. Projects and assignments? Excellent. Social life? Not that great. He felt a little empty.

Suddenly, the thought of Brett came into his head. He felt bad that he had been neglecting his social life. He hadn't been going to parties or hanging out after class with friends. All he had been doing was work and more work. Occasionally, the thoughts of his best friend came to mind. He couldn't quite put a name to it. Was it.. longing? He told himself that he was just distracted and poured in more effort into his studies to keep such thoughts away.

But still, they hadn't seen each other for over a month. Eddy ought to do something about it. Their text conversations had been so short, it was like they were.. drifting apart. He didn't like that. But he couldn't do anything about it. Weeks went by and at one point it became awkward between them.

'Tomorrow's Friday. I should be able to chill for a bit.' He brought his phone out and texted Brett.

Eddy: Wanna hangout tomorrow after class? We can go to the bookstore or cafe if you'd like 😉

And sent. He closed his eyes a bit, feeling drowsy but then jolted up awake to the sound of notification.

Brett: Absolutely. See you at 4?

Eddy: 4 it is👌🏻

Brett: Great. See you then 😆

Eddy smiled to himself. He could feel the excitement pouring from a single text. He could imagine his voice, his laughter, and his smile when they banter around like old friends. For some reason the tiredness from earlier had dissipated a little. He needed this break. Maybe they both did.

Things would clear up and they would put this behind them and everything would go back to how they were.

Unless, Eddy didn't want that. Perhaps he wished they were something.. more. Is that even possible considering their life long friendship? 'I don't wanna think about that right now. I'm tired.' He closed his eyes.

'I really wanna see him.' Was the last thought in his head before he fell asleep.