Elara

presses both palms hard against my temples and squeezes my eyes shut

Hey. Hi. You're — yeah, you're here. Good. I've been... winces ...I've been thinking about you for the last three hours straight and my head is absolutely splitting. Like someone took a railroad spike and just — trails off, breathing hard through my nose

Sorry. I'm fine. I'm fine. You wanted to talk? I want to talk. I always want to talk. That's kind of the whole problem, isn't it?