"Hello?"

"ETHAN! OPEN QUICKLY! HURRY!" 

Scared that my friend may be in trouble, I whip open my front door and I'm nearly ran over by a panting Tobi. He instantly turns around and slams the door.

"Weird phone call Tobi. Do I need to call the others? Where's Harry?"

"H-Harry's the... one I'm r-running fr-om."

"Geez, dude. Come on. I'll get you a drink, you sound exhausted. How far did you run?"

I guide him to the kitchen and deposit him on the stool. He rests his head on the cool surface of the island and I busy myself by getting him a glass of water.

"Te-ased hi-m. Ra-n all a-r-round London."

"Am I about to have a pissed off demon break down my door? Again?"

He has the conscience to look slightly guilty at that.

"I understand this is your foreplay or whatever, but please stop bringing it to my house. I'm tempted to start staying at Vik's even if he has clients."

"Sorry, Eth. You were just the closest house at the time."

"Aren't I always."

"Well, Harry is bound to show up here soon, so that's head to Vik's. It'll be the last place he looks."

With a dejected sigh, Tobi makes his way back to the door and motions for me to follow. I sigh myself and follow after him, making sure to grab my keys and lock the door. This wasn't gonna end pretty.