It's a rough night for Mattia tonight. He opens the door to his apartment and sets his keys down on the tray by the door.
He is alone.
He walks, tired, to the living room and sits down on the couch, empty, dead. The silence is terribly loud in the room so he turns the TV on, to mask the faint whispers, faint memories spinning in his mind. The TV displays figures that Mattia doesn't care to pay attention to and he finds himself bored, so the exhaustion returns. He lets out a loud sigh and picks himself up again, walking to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, he grabs an apple off the counter. Not caring to wash it, he bites into it. A sour taste fills his mouth and he scowls, setting the apple back down. He steps out of the kitchen and walks to his bedroom, not bothering to turn on the lights. He pulls off his coat and lays it on the chair in the corner. He looks around the room and suddenly he feels sick.
Memories,
too many memories.
He lets himself fall on the bed and wraps himself under the covers. He pulls his phone out for the first time tonight and unlocks it. He goes to the calling app and types in a number. A sweet voice fills his ears.
"Hi! You've reached Kairi Cosentino!"
A light giggle.
"I'm unavailable right- hey cut it out! I'm unavailable right now. Leave a message after the tone and I'll get back to you as soon as possible!"
Mattia smiles as the tears rush down his face and down onto the pillow. He'll have to go to the cemetery soon, he can't cope,
but he's glad to hear Kairi one last time.
