Love is weak.
"T-Trist? Trist!" I shouted and panicked when he suddenly fell to the ground.
"T-Trist please! We just met again a-and now?"
Frustration and anxiety.
I quickly looked for my phone which happened to be upstairs and so I quickly ran as fast as I could mentally noting to myself to always put important thing like phone near in times of emergencies like this. When I got to my room I quickly looked for that blasted phone and immediately dialed the hospital hotline while running downstairs not even minding the steps which I almost tripped into and checked if Trist was still okay at the sofa where I left him but he was already gone.
