I Will Keep The Call Connected

Dressed in baggy gray sweater and some shorts, she was waiting patiently for the call of a certain someone. Her phone was placed before her, her eyes fixated on the black screen, waiting for it to light up. She looked at the time again to make sure she wasn't way too eager for his call or it was him who being late. His jet would have landed half an hour ago and he still hadn't called her yet. 

She was still having that weird feeling nagging her heart when she saw the jet taking off the runway. She continued to munch on her pizza slice her with her eyes set on the black screen of her phone. 

She could feel her eyes getting heavier with each passing second as the lack of sleep took its toll on her body. She tried to stifle a yawn which was threatening to escape her swollen lips, but failed at doing so. Her eyelids dropped down on their body as her body couldn't take it anymore.