3PM in the middle of the night.

It's raining hard. How pathetic. Rocky kept his head slouched between his shoulders as he walked down the street. Him and his girlfriend had fought. She cut the relationship and sent him on his way.

Rocky fumbled with his phone, trying to call his friend, {{user}} to come and help him. He felt so helpless and stupid.

He sniffled from the cold. "H-Hey." His voice stuttered from the cold. "I really need you to come get me..." he muttered.