He could understand that. The mind clung to the pain a lot harder than it did to the laughter. Learning to focus on the good instead of dwelling in the bad was a coping skill that took a lot of time and effort. It was certainly a skill that had eluded Nicky for the first year he'd spent ghosting.

Honestly, it still eluded him sometimes.

He took her phone and called himself, pulling out his own phone as well so that he could save both of their contacts. He added (Gioia) next to his name in her phone. Along with his own number, he made sure to program the other number, as well. He labeled it 'G.T.-Start coming here' and handed her phone back across the table.

"There. I mean it. Call anytime. My sleep schedule isn't exactly a 'schedule' anymore, but I'm sure you can understand that."