[ she watches him climb onto the bunkbed and she doesn't follow him immediately afterwards. she watches him first and debates amongst herself if she should sit next to him. after a second, she makes her decision and climbs onto the bed as well. she lets her feet dangle and grips onto the sides of the mattress, looking downwards. her breath is shaky and she's trying to find her words. ]

You... You can't just leave like that. You can't just fuck off and not answer your phone.

[ bits of anger float on the tips of her words, but it's contained. she's not blowing up on him like she usually does. something keeps it at bay. ]

I get that you did this before but you can't do this shit anymore. You gotta let me know if you're going to disappear.