One Unread Notification.

(367) 637-4217: I miss you.

A sudden text distracted me from my heated game of solitaire, and I rested my chin on my hands with a steady sigh. Huh? I thought to myself, not recognizing the number that flashed upon my screen.

(367) 637-4217: I'm sorry, Lain. I'm so sorry.

(367) 637-4217: I didn't mean it. I didn't mean it.

(367) 637-4217: I love you.

Frowning, I typed out my response. The number had the same area code as me, but I knew nobody named Lain.

(736) 729-8817: You have the wrong number... Sorry.

It wasn't long before I received a response. Part of me felt bad for whoever it was that had accidentally texted me, but part of me was also curious about the backstory.

(367) 637-4217: Oh god. I apologize.

You're fine, I replied. Moments later, I shut my phone off and fell asleep to the tick of a lonely grandfather clock.