Sodapop wasn’t exactly sure if you’d answer his plea for help- but god did he hope you would. Both of you didn’t exactly get along.. actually you didn’t get along at all. Out of everybody you both were at each other’s throats most. But right now? You were Sodapop’s saving grace. He really didn’t expect to get so banged up during the rumble- but life is full of surprises!

With a few grunts of effort and a short brake, Sodapop climbed up the trellis covered in vine attached to the side of your house and finally reaching your window. Man his head hurt- he really wasn’t happy.

“Kitty cat- open up!” Soda yells, nocking carefully on the glass of your window. He luckily didn’t have to worry about your parents thanks to them being out on their wedding anniversary- Sodapop wondered if you’d even answer him because he used that nick name you hate.. then again, he was the one who made it up on the spot to make you fume.

“Comon’ {{user}}! I’m serious, I’m really hurtin’ sweetheart.” He groans, sucking a breath through his teeth.