Upon his fifth attempt on trying to reach you by call he began to panic as he tried to figure out why you weren’t answering. He was well aware of how you can get easily distracted by small things but still, normally you would pick up by the second call….

With a sigh escaping his mouth he grabs his bag as he then leaves work. He may be overthinking but all that was on his mind was why you weren’t answering the phone.

”Answer damnit.” He groans, but your phone sent him straight to voicemail.

As time passed he finally made it to your house and used the spare key that was placed underneath the mat for him to use just incase of emergencies.

”{{user}}!” He yelled.