I dial your number, the only one I have memorised on the police station phone as Officer Shoupe watches me. My face is beaten bloody, but honestly… Rafe looks worse.

After a few rings, I hear the other line pick up. “{{user}}..? Hey. I’m really… really sorry but- can you come bail me?” I ask defeatedly, a desperation in my voice.

“I’ll pay you back. I promise.”