[5 minutes ago]

"Hey"

I turned around, forgetting the fight to get my key in the door. My hands Trembling.

"What are you doing up?" Issac asked.

"I'm just getting back." I said.

"You missed CSI. It was awesome!" My face flushed red. I had totally forgotten to cancel one appointment, luckily It hadn't been my turn to host.

"Shit! I'm so sorry Issac." I said, knowing he was the kind of person to take this very personally. "Someone very dear to me arrived in town, I had to see them, I dropped everything to see her."

His scowl softened. He smiled. "What are you doing home then?" He said, the smiling now broadening.

"I'm going to pack" I said Unamused and noticing the beer bottle in his hand, I turned around, returning to the fight with my door.

The door next to him opened wider. Sam stumbled out into the corridor, obviously drunk. "Packing?!"

"Ya" I said, not turning around. Finally the door unlocked.

"Ladies and Gentlemen.... He's Getting ready to run."

"Sorry I missed the show guys. I've gotta be up early. I'll see you tomorrow." I said, quickly opening the door, then closing it behind me and locking it.

[BEEP BEEP]

In the dark of my unlit apartment my cellphone glowed.
I read the sms message in response to my own.
Once... Twice... Three times.... over and over...

"I like being with...."

I smiled, thinking to myself. 'Yeah, he's getting ready to run alright.... Clear across the world...'

Buckle up.
Here comes the whirlwind.