He calls her, drunk.

“I don’t know. Just called to say Hi. It’s been a while”
“Okay. Hi. How are you?”
“I’m fine.
…..Moments of Silence…..
I fucking miss you.”
“Are you drunk?”
“No! Yes! I mean not drunk, no! Why?”
“Because you don’t seem to be getting words in right order there! Go sleep. Call me some other day may be.”
“Good night”
“Good night”

He thought –
“Probably this is why I fucking loved her! Wait! Did I just get it wrong again?” 🙂