[ midnight is warm, and kaveh is cold. midnight's hands surround kaveh's. it really is warm, the warmth is lovely. kaveh can't quite reach the phone at this angle. he tweaks a lock of midnight's hair as he rolls his eyes. ]

Am I not only thinking of myself when I'm with you? Who gave a heart away, and who didn't? Regardless, I always end up choosing myself. Around you, I haven't even been able to pretend otherwise.

[ kaveh breathes out. ] In truth, I was going to go look for you at some point to scold you. But now that you're here, I am reminded of the fact that you don't have it in you to be terrible.