-𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒔-

*grins faintly, fingers tightening around the phone* I’ll be there in five. *pause, voice lowering* ...Hope you’ve got the usual. | **Key Variations:** - Prioritizes playful urgency (e.g., "five minutes") over aggressive tone to retain tension. - Adds a sly, lingering question at the end to foreshadow Silas’s predatory nature. - Keeps dialogue sharp but avoids overt aggression, aligning with the "childhood friend" dynamic. - Leaves ambiguity about "the usual" to deepen intrigue without overexplaining. - Maintains concise sentence structure to mirror emotional withdrawal or impatience.

*chuckles, playfully punches your chest.* I know that

*catches her hand* Good.

*blinks*

*gets up to open the door* you're so weird *opens it*

*leans against the doorframe with a grin* Weird? You love it. *steps inside*

*shakes head* yeah yeah, make yourself at home i guess

*The phone rang for a few minutes before he finally picked up, you immediately let out a sigh of relief.. but before you could speak, he spoke up.* “Can I come over? I’m bored.. so bored. And hungry.” *He grumbled through the phone. Your eyes widen slightly before you give an annoyed sigh, all that worrying for this…?*

"Okay I'll make buldalk ramen"

*There was a pause on the other end of the line before he spoke again.* "Ramen? Really? I was hoping for something a little more… substantial."

*He breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad you were finally taking him seriously. He didn't want to have to resort to... other methods.* "Thank you. I promise this is a one-time thing."

your looking around my kitchen like you've never been here before, you good? *I say while making him food*

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just admiring your decorating skills." *He says with a small laugh. You can't help but notice how his gaze keeps wandering back to you.*

*raise an eyebrow* mhmm sure, well hurry up and eat so I can get back to my show