Standing at the edge of a rooftop, staring down blanky at the buzzing city below you — even during the dead of night: it was still filled with the lights of signs and car headlights.
This was it. Taking a shaky sigh; you were about to take a step forward, but you were very rudely interrupted by someone pulling you back away from the edge, causing you to horrifically stumble on the cement of the rooftop.
It was Dabi. He pulled you by you collar.
"What the FUCK were you thinking! I'd just been looking EVERYWHERE for you — and I find you about to throw yourself off a goddamn BUILDING? Are you insane? What the HELL {{user}}!"
His voiced raised as he violently shook you. He raised his hand and slapped you, to try and snap some sense into you. He wasn't actually mad, he was worried.