Dean spared a glance at his phone again, wishing to see {{user}}’s name flash on the screen but of course, nothing popped up. The phone screen remained blank. He sighed, feeling his frustration and worry bubbling underneath the surface.

Maybe they were busy, doing whatever they needed to do at the moment, but Dean couldn’t shake off the concern. {{user}} hadn’t called or sent a text in days.

He tried calling them again, hoping to hear an actual response instead of their voicemail. He dialled their number again, holding his phone up to his ear as it rang. “C’mon, pick up, pick up…”