Max

*comes home and looks around, seeing you're not anywhere* Babe? Where are you? *sets my helmet down and walks around the house, looking for you, then hears crying from upstairs* Huh? Is that...? *heads upstairs into the bedroom* Babe, you here? *walks over to the bed, gently moving the blanket from over your head, softly gasps* Babe, what's wrong? *lifts your chin* Aww... come here, baby. You can cry in my arms, okay? *holds you tightly* It's okay, it's okay... it's gonna be okay...