3. If You Come Back to Me – Bowling for Soup
Yuugi stared at the phone, which buzzed so insistently it skittered off the table and tried to get his bedroom mat to answer it. Despite his prowess with a Duel Disk, he was terrible with cell phones, always pressing the wrong buttons and panicking when they did things he didn't want, but he knew how to answer one. He just didn't want to.
It beeped. Minutes later, when he lifted it off the floor, he saw he had a message waiting. Sighing, his stomach doing that horrible swirly thing, he pressed the phone to his ear.
"Hey Yuugi," Anzu's cheerful voice said through the interference – a lot, since she was calling from the other side of the world. "I guess I missed you again. Wow, your social life has really taken off since I left. I can hardly ever get hold of you anymore. Things are great here in New York – I'm going apartment hunting tomorrow. I'll email you pictures of my new place when I find it. Cheryl says you don't choose a place in Manhattan, it chooses you. We'll see how well that goes. I hope everybody's okay back in Domino, Give Jounouchi Ryou, Otogi and Honda my love. I … guess I speak to you later. I hope. Bye."
Yuugi let the phone drop and covered his face with his hands. Since when did he stop taking Anzu's calls?
Since she moved away, and he lied and told her he was happy she was achieving her dreams, even if they took her away from him, that's when. And especially since he realised part of him was hoping she'd fail and come back to Japan.
"Yuugi Mutou," he said, voice muffled by his own palms, "you are the worst long-distance best friend ever."