“Are you okay, Ro?” “Y-yeah!” She nods rapidly. “I’m just about to call an Uber.” My brow furrows. “Where are your friends? Tyler?” “He, um… They left. Tyler drove me here, but I—” Her voice breaks off into a rough sob, one it’s clear she was trying to swallow before it escaped. A curse falls from my lips as I kneel completely and crawl to her, pulling her up and folding her slender form into my body. “Shh,” I coo. “You’re okay.” I stroke her back as we both kneel on the concrete.
