Caleb's already closer to the park than he his his apartment, but when he parks and checks his phone, he frowns, then laughs.

Wtf, I should have just told you to stay there LOL, he sends. He's kidding; the idea of hanging out in the open air is still better than the idea of sitting in his apartment, and he's glad he didn't realize until it was, essentially, too late.

He's still looking at his phone as he walks away from his car, but he can feel Rosie up ahead, and his shoulders are already starting to relax. He debates, briefly, sneaking up on her and grabbing her in a hug — except she literally just got out of self-defense with a fucking pirate, and he's not stupid.

"Hey," he calls, and tucks his phone away.