I plug the charger in and stare at my cellphone’s screen until it turns on. My password is still the same. Actually, it doesn’t seem like Brian even used it.
While its battery charges, I stay in bed. Although there’s some homework I should be doing, I don’t really care about it.
I immediately start a call when my phone is fully charged.
“Hi, Noah.” The distorted voice says with joy. “Are you feeling better?”
“Honestly, no.”
“Hope you feel better soon, then.” He replies, his voice getting a little softer at the end.
We remain silent for several seconds. He’s maybe waiting for me to ask something, but my lack of energy doesn’t let me think too much. Therefore, I decide to say out loud the question that has wandered in my mind for a while.
“Do you consider me a fri
