Brian had been staring at the pages in his book but wasn't really reading. He had been pondering the number that had come up on his phone. Something about it rang a bell in his head but he couldn't put his thumb on it. Was it one of the girls he had hooked up with back home? He hadn't bothered to keep their names on his phone as he didn't plan on talking to them over the semester and most of it had been a one time deal anyways. Still he was curious why the number seemed so familiar. His phone buzzed again and he grabbed it, seeing the same number. Now he was really curious and he flipped it open. The answer was so obvious he missed it. For a long moment he sat there, trying to put name to face when he should have know right away who it was. Perhaps it was the fact that he had never expected to hear from her again, or hadn't expected her to still have his number. He had deleted her, just as he had all his exs, not having much interest in being yelled at by them. But here she was, texting him. When it finally clicked he nearly sank back in his chair, surprised by it all. His thumbs just rested on the keys, trying to figure out what to say. Finally he sent something back, just spitting something out with his mind still jumbled.<br/><br/>'Oh hey, what's up?' It was general, perhaps a bit uninterested, but what did she expect. He couldn't understand why she would randomly text him and he partly feared that he was in for a tongue lashing, something that he was not wanting at all. Hesitantly he set the phone back down, his eyes upon it and finding it hard to turn his attention back to the book as he considered the implications of her messaging him.