Spinning Compass Comunications

I just heard about Grey, I'm sorry for your loss. Do you need anything?

Sis, I think I need to go to the hospital...

» You've gone quiet.
» Is this weird that I'm texting you?
» Because I can stop.
» It's just you said...
» Nevermind.

[ A little while later ]

» Grey, c'mon... Don't ignore me.
» If you'd rather I didn't text, just tell me that.

[ A couple of hours later ]

» You're the one who wanted me to text you!

[ Half an hour later ]

» Grey? Seriously? Come on. Text back.

[ Ten minutes later ]

» I can't get through to your phone and I'm starting to freak out.
» I know I shouldn't. I know we're not together any more. But I'm worried about you.
» Text back as soon as you get this, please.

[ Half an hour later ]

» Fucking hell, Grey! Where are you?
» It's been... 9 hours. Not even you can have sex for 9 hours straight which means there's no reason you wouldn't have looked at your phone by now.
» You're either ignoring me, which is really fucking childish by the way, or you're in trouble.
» Fuck it. I don't care if I look pathetic. I'm coming to find you.

I know that I don't really know you...but I'm really sorry and if you need to talk to someone who's outside of it I suppose...or a hug, or tea...then I'm here

I love you. I really do. I don't tell you often enough anymore, but I love you. Never forget that.