After getting no reply from my girlfriend when I said goodnight, I panicked. What if she fell down the stairs? Was attacked? I needed to know. I slipped my shoes on and snuck out through my window, landing on the ground and racing to her house.

I knew how strict her parents were, so I climbed the trashcan and walked along her roof over to her window. I pried it open and stumbled in.

I heard a yelp and instantly bolted to her bed, covering my girlfriend’s mouth before she could make another noise and urgently whispered into her ear.

"It’s me, Phoebe! I thought you were hurt!"