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“Instead of just waking me up to talk? What did I do?” I need to know.
“Nothing. You’re a great friend, and you were a model roommate.

Think of it as equipment. I need to recalibrate.”

Friend? Roommate? My hurt morphs into anger. I know our status is
undefined, but we are beyond friends and roommates.

I can’t deal with this right now. It hurts too much. I know a blow off when I
hear one. She was trying to do the same thing yesterday, but I forced more time. It
hadn’t worked. She still bolted the first chance she got.

“Calibrate away,” I grind out angrily before hanging up in her face.

I throw my phone and it shatters. Okay, that was stupid. Now I have to pull
myself together long enough to replace it.

Maybe tomorrow.