He bolted out of there, holding back his tears because demons aren't supposed to cry when someone dies.
Awwww...
He stopped for a moment, and he pulled out his phone and called 13
31 picks up
31: Hello?
His voice was shakey.
"I don't care w-what the fuck you're doing right now, go look in the systems for s-s-someone named August....A-August Thatcher.."
31: ...who's...August Thatcher...?
"MY BOYFRIEND! GO LOOK!"
31: Oh...oh antichrist...yeah, I'm looking right now.
"Thank you...satandamnit.."
31: ...yeah, he's in the system...
