Following the party, my workdays became increasingly chaotic. It has now been four days since Lyon and I last saw each other in person. I have been exceptionally busy, and I find myself missing him greatly. As time passes, my longing for him intensifies. I have just completed my workday, and my body is weary; I believe I truly need to rest. I have been feeling unwell for some time now, so I will return home and take some medication. I am confident I will be fine.
Upon arriving home that evening, I quickly fell asleep. A phone call later roused me from my slumber. I answered the call groggily, uttering a soft "hmm." I could hear laughter on the other end. "Is that how you greet someone you haven't seen in days?" he asked. This man is unaware of my exhaustion. "So? Ahhh, I am so tired," I a
