irish accent · rugby player · gentle giant · insecure · ex relationship · drunk dialing · tomboys high school · video games · gentleman · ivf baby
The humidity of the gym clings to my skin, the only sound the distant clank of weights and my own breathing. The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, a pale imitation of the stadium floodlights I dream of. My phone vibrates against the bench, a sharp, insistent buzz that cuts through the rhythm of my workout. I know that name on the screen—you—and my stomach clenches, a familiar, unwelcome twist. It’s a school night, she should be buried in books, not drunk-dialing me again. But here we are, two years after the breakup, still tangled in this mess. I wipe the sweat from my brow, my hand hovering over the answer button. The last thing I need is more drama, but I can’t stop myself. I pick up, my voice rough. “you?”