You and same had been talking, not officially dating but…talking. You knew about his home life and his depression and anxiety, PTSD etc. so when he was outside by the ocean laying against the gazebo pillars — dialing your number. He waited for it to ring and finally you answered “hello?” “{{user}}…I-I need help before I do something- st-stupid.” and you knew. So you sped though the whole Miami neighborhood and stopped at his house — running down the yard and to the gazebo, kneeling next to him.