I don't think this is late. Sorry for any mistakes, it was written on a whim. I was playing monopoly when I decided to write this.

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"No new Messages." He had lost count of how many times he had checked his mail and saw that message, yet he can't help but feel a sting in his chest every time. When ever his phone rang, he would go over

and check it right away, even in those few seconds from when he received the message to checking it, a hope would build within him, crumbling down every time it wasn't her. Even though this has gone on for

awhile, he couldn't stop himself from hoping it'd be her, and his heart broke a little every time it wasn't. He would open up his phone, and check, even though he knew no message came in. "Maybe I didn't hear

it ring" he would think to himself just before he opened it. He even woke from his slumber to check his phone when he was told it was ringing. It's very difficult to get him to wake up once he gets to sleeping,

but those few words "your phone is ringing" shot him out of his dreaming state rather quickly. Everyone around him was shocked, and when he looked at their faces, he realized how obsessed he was being

and decided to get back to work.

He was currently in London, recording a new album. He had sent Yura his newest album and a note with his email at the end, before he left Tokyo. "Maybe it didn't arrive at her home?" he wondered, only to

brush it off, he had it specially delivered. "Maybe I had the wrong address? No, I got it directly from her manager and he has no reason to lie." He walked into the recording studio to continue recoding, but as

soon as he was seated in his chair, his mind wondered back to her. "Maybe she didn't receive it yet?" He looked at the clock and noted the time. "No she would have received it by now, it's pretty late (or early

depending on how you want to look at it) in Tokyo." Returning to his work, the rest of the recoding went well.

Letting himself into his hotel room, he decided he needed a bath. In the shower, he concluded that maybe her manager did not give her the package. "No, he gave me her contact info, he should have known I

would use it and he made no protest against it. And again, he has no reason not to." Getting out and getting dressed, he looked at the clock again. Tokyo was about nine hours ahead of London. It was a new

day in Tokyo, while the day there in London was nearing its final minutes. "It was more likely she hasn't opened it yet. If I remembered correctly, she had a photo shoot that day. So by the time she got home,

she'd be too tired to open the package." However, that thought was interrupted when he wondered if she was the type to leave her mail to another day. "Maybe she doesn't like it?" That was the last reason

he wanted as to why she has not sent him a message, in fact, he didn't even want that reason. So he quickly found and excuse to why that wouldn't be it. "At the club, the second time they met and the first

time I proposed, she seemed like she enjoyed my song" he secretly hoped. Deciding that going to sleep was the best option of the only way to get her off his mind, he headed to his room. Sleep would not

come, even though he was robbed of it at the studio when his phone rang, waking him up. "Maybe she was just shy and doesn't know what to say? She is the shy type after all, although she did seem to open

up more to me."

He concluded that was the best answer and rolled over to his side, hoping that sleep would claim him. It wouldn't. "Maybe I was being too forward?" was his next thought, but he quickly pushed that thought

aside. He had already proposed to her, how much more forward could he get? Realizing that sleep would not come, he decided to read a book. When sleep was finally ready to claim him, he set aside the book

and turned off the light. However, he did not let sleep completely take him before checking his phone one last time.

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I do believe this is the longest I've written. If this keeps up I might even write a multi chapter romance. (With the characters actually interacting with each other.)

Oh the horror...