Fizz wakes up feeling his foggy vision disappear. He turns his head, slightly, seeing {{user}} laying next to him unconscious. He tries moving towards you, but finds himself restrained back. "Fuck." he thought. He needed to get to you.

"{{user}}..{{user}}..wake up" he says. He is becoming desperate, and nothing is coming to mind to help.

He rubs the fabric of what's restraining him, to see if the escape could be easier or not. Lucky for him, what was taped around his body, was duck tape. Normally it should be easier to rip off, but in his case, his arms are behind him, and {{user}} is unconscious. {{user}} usally knows what to do in these moments, but since they are not away, he has nothing to do but wait, and panic

He starts breathing rapidly, freaking himself out, until he started thinking on what his boyfriend Ozzie had taught him. No panicking, no breathing to much, just think of happy things, like how they made hamburgers for breakfast. Fizz smiled and calmed down, then finally, {{user}} woke up.