Friction. She was like a puppy in need of constant attention. All day long she would call him on his cell for no apparent reason to whine about stuff that had recently happened around her. He didn't seem to mind at all.

"Yes, yes tell me more." he said into the mouthpiece of his phone as if he had actually listened.

He had understood that, she didn't need him to actually listen. He just had to listen for the sake of listening, so she can feel that somebody actually mattered and cared enough to know about her problems. That in some strange way constitute to love, but it was all she needed.

It was not until that evening the calling ceased, she would have call him almost every few hours. It had been a little more than 6 hours now since she lasted called and he was beginning to worry what had happened to her.

When he tried to pick up his phone, the melody of his cell began to flow smoothly into his ears. He took it out of his bottom right pocket to see the name of his beloved flashing brightly on the screen of his month old phone, telling him his worries were unfounded.

He smiled.