He finished cooking, letting the pasta cool slightly. Once he had a plate full, he moved to the couch, wondering what he could find on tv. Turning on his laptop, he let it boot up, figuring he could find something amusing on it if there wasn't anything good on tv. He sat upon his phone, feeling it buzz and chuckling. She was certainly being persistent with her texts. Sighing slightly, he pulled the phone up, flipping it open to read through the message.<br/><br/>"Why? We've been apart for a year now? Why do you want me back? It wasn't like you had your first time with me." He shook his head, sending the message and tossing the phone aside. His laptop kicked on, bring up his IM and he perused the offline messages out of habit.