"Alright, Sora," Aba said. She understood that he wanted to stay and wait for him. Not so much, maybe, that he was worried that he was alright, but just to know that he was back. She did the same thing when her daughters were young and dating.
"Maybe he hit traffic," Riku's father suggested. He wasn't tired yet, he'd stay up awhile more.
Riku's phone went straight to voicemail. It had, unfortunatly, run out of battery. Riku had forgotten to charge it.