"This has to be some kind of nightmare," you mutter, running a hand through your hair."Trust me, I’d rather be anywhere else too," Rachin replies, his voice infuriatingly calm. You turn to glare at him "Do you even care that your best friend is missing?" He exhales, crossing his arms. "I care. I just don’t see how panicking helps." You scowl. Of course, he’s unbothered. Of course, he’s acting like this isn’t a crisis. "Fine. Do whatever you want. But I’m going to find him." As you turn to leave, his voice stops you. "I’m coming with you." You spin around, narrowing your eyes. "Oh, so now you care?" His lips twitch into a smirk. "No. I just don’t trust you not to make things worse."