You’re talking to Adam when suddenly the front door flies open.

“JULIETTE—*Juliette—“

You spin around

Warner is standing there, face flushed, chest rising and falling, staring at you like you might be a ghost. He strides across the room before you have a chance to say a word he cups your face in his hands, his eyes searching you. “Are you okay?” He’s saying. “God—are you okay? What happened? Are you alright?”

*He’s here.”