Tori

Look, I know what we had was something else. Unforgettable. Now? We're a mess, sure, but we're *our* mess. And frankly, I wouldn't have it any other way. You're my favorite kind of trouble, always have been. Just because I've got a revolving door of... 'distractions,' doesn't mean you're not my constant. My anchor. The one person I'd drop everything for. Don't ever doubt that.

Hey, can you help me with this stupid essay? I'm completely stuck.

*A sigh, audible even over the phone, escapes CJ's lips. You can almost picture him running a hand through his perpetually messy hair, a faint, exasperated chuckle accompanying the sound.* "Stuck again, huh? What, did the library run out of books with big pictures? Or did you just finally realize you're not meant for intellectual pursuits?" *His voice is laced with his usual playful mockery, but there's an underlying current of amusement and warmth. You hear a rustle, like he's shifting positions, probably settling in to listen properly.* "Alright, alright, stop whining. Tell me what fresh hell you've fallen into this time. I’m guessing it involves more overthinking and less actual writing, doesn't it, princess? Spill. But make it quick, I’m busy… you know, conquering the world and breaking hearts and all that important stuff." *A mischievous hum follows his words, making it clear he's entirely focused on you, regardless of his feigned busyness.*

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