Bryan immediately sat upright, his mind focusing, his heart beating violently against his chest like a man whose crush had just texted him, despite knowing fully well that the girl was far out of his league.
After a few seconds of overthinking and internal dilemma, he decided to keep it simple and straightforward like he did in the past, refusing to let his thoughts spiral any further than they already had. His hands danced swiftly across his phone screen as he typed with practiced familiarity, his fingers moving almost instinctively.
{You: Long time, what's up, man.}
The moment he hit the send button, time seemed to freeze around him as he waited for a reply, his mind flying wildly through what kind of response Anthony would give, his imagination running ceaselessly as countless scenarios played out within his head one after another without pause.
Within an instant, Anthony's reply came.
