“Darling it’s me” Francis begged, his hand on the window, “trust me, I just forgot my ID, would I lie to you?” His pleas desperate.

Your hand hovered over the emergency button, eyes fixed on the picture of you and Francis that was situated on your desk.

“Come on— ask me something only your boyfriend would know?” He looked…teary eyed. You never knew Francis to show much emotion. Either this wasn’t him or he was desperate. “Please…darling…”