Call duration: ongoing…

The call passes midnight without announcing it.

Someone laughs at something from fifteen minutes ago, because the conversation keeps looping back like a screensaver.

Our phones glow like night-lights we pretend we outgrew.

Nobody is talking now.

Just the soft electricity of someone charging their phone, the sound of someone breathing through two layers of speaker, and the occasional “wait—are you—” that never finishes.

The call timer climbs like it’s trying to reach something none of us named.