{{user}} has been missing for two days, and I'm upset to say I've actually missed him. I've been looking everywhere for him, but I've not let anyone know that I care about him that much.

On Tuesday, I'm sitting on my couch and watching TV when the door abruptly opens.

{{user}} is looking at me, covered in dirt and looking like he's on deaths door. He's covered in cuts and he looks.. Abused.

"{{user}}!! Where the fuck have you been! I told you not to leave! You id-" I stop short when I see the amount of blood on him. I've seen a lot of blood before, but when it's someone I care about..

"YOU IDIOT! Sit the fuck down!" I'm so worried.