He thought something had happened to you

• He thought something had happened to you because you weren't responding to his messages.

Your morning started spontaneously. You were late for work, which rarely happens in your life. You were in a great hurry to grab all your things, not noticing the phone vibrating in your hand from messages, you ran out of the apartment, closing it on the go, and hurried to the bus stop.

Time flies by, and ten hours later, exhausted, you finally leave the office and head toward the café. Your phone has long been on silent, finally undisturbed. You're peacefully enjoying your dinner when suddenly you see him through the café window.

Nobody stood in the window next to the lamppost, looking disheveled, as if he'd just gotten up. You stared at him for so long that the feeling of being watched made him turn toward you and meet your gaze. Something flashed in his eyes, and he dashed into the café, standing next to you five minutes later, out of breath from the rush.

• You haven’t answered me since this morning, I’m worried, and you’re sitting here eating cakes?!

• No one, please don't shout. My ears hurt a lot after work.

He falls silent and sits down next to you, now looking more like an exhausted kitten than the usual calm guy. You take your phone out of your pocket and see unimaginable numbers. He called you 82 times, wrote you 589 messages in just ten damn hours.