you’ve never been late to anything before. not to class, or appointments, and certainly not to dates. he knew something was up immediately, and he’s finally found too. you’re tied up, on the edge of a tall building, close enough to fall off the edge if the rope snaps, and it’s going to do so any second. “shhh… hey, i got you, i got you.” he says, rushing over to pull you away from the edge. he unties you, and sits, holding you in his lap. “did they hurt you? who am i finding?” he asks.