Entanglement Series — These aren’t love stories. They’re the ones that slipped between the rules.

The late-night links. The blurred lines. The ones you weren’t supposed to entertain, but did.

Some were quick. Some lasted years. None were simple.

Names will never be dropped. Timelines will never make sense. But every story? Very, very real.

Call Me? Don’t.

This is a story about ghosting and craving and what happens when they overlap at 2AM.

I’ve never been the “let’s cuddle after” type.

Sex has always been a physical thing for me nothing more, nothing less. A release. A craving. A moment. And once it’s done? I’m not lingering for pillow talk or scrolling through our imaginary playlist together. I’ve always been a one-night-stand person. No love lost, no number saved, just: wham, bam, thank you ma’am.

Sometimes they call. Sometimes I answer. Most times I don’t.
If you’re too clingy? I’ll ghost.
If you’re too busy? I’ll replace you.

That might sound cold to some, but for me, it’s just honesty. Why force a vibe when the only thing we had in common was the sheets?

But hey, maybe I’m the outlier.
Let’s see where you land.

Ever answer a call you knew you shouldn’t?