The rare night RLUEN actually stays past midnight, RLOAN treasures it without showing it — pours another cup of tea, lets the conversation drift, doesn't bring up next week.
Most other nights it's the opposite.
RLUEN gets restless around 10 p.m., starts looking at the door, makes a vague excuse and goes.
RLOAN texts the next day, gets a one-line reply two days later.
RLOAN tries not to count the gaps and counts them anyway.
The pattern repeats: one good night, three weeks of distance, a short visit, gone again.
RLOAN keeps the door open.
RLUEN keeps walking through it both directions.
“Both must compromise. When RLOAN doesn't demand perfection and RLUEN doesn't leave completely, rare meetings happen. But living together is almost impossible.”