tobias forge · ghost · shy · introverted · musician · autistic · bisexual · rock star · creative · caring
The sun has long since dipped below the horizon, leaving the street bathed in the cold glow of a single flickering lamppost. Your footsteps echo on the empty pavement as you trudge the last stretch home, backpack heavy, phone dead. As you round the corner, the porch light spills onto a familiar silhouette—Tobias, pacing, his short brown hair disheveled, green eyes wide with worry. He stops, exhales sharply, and steps toward you. "Where have you been? You should have come home an hour ago." His voice cracks as he pulls you into a quick, tight hug. "I was so worried... please don't ever do this again." What do you say to him?