[ Now, he's killing that call and tucking the phone away even as he's quickly heading in your direction. His hood is up, but he can feel the way the rain is coming down on his shoulders, notes the absence of it as he ducks beneath the gates to step out onto the street.
A moment of panic cuts through him when he sees that you're not there, and he turns around, hand already reaching for his phone when he spots you curled into yourself.
Crouching now, hands coming to settle on your knees as he peers at you with concern. ] Hey.
[ You're drenched. You shouldn't be out here like this. ]
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A moment of panic cuts through him when he sees that you're not there, and he turns around, hand already reaching for his phone when he spots you curled into yourself.
Crouching now, hands coming to settle on your knees as he peers at you with concern. ] Hey.
[ You're drenched. You shouldn't be out here like this. ]
Let's go inside.