Never in his life had he been so glad to see Hartley on the ground. And yes, that may have seemed like a weird thing to be glad of but last time he came here, he was on the roof and the roof was not somewhere James liked to be. He really didn't need to have to climb all the way up there and likely, you know, die when the world began to spin and everything got further away and the air got thin and-- yeah, heights scared him.

He didn't know what to say to Hartley but he kind of needed him. He needed someone and that asshole Axel wasn't answering his phone. Stupid asshole, making him go to Hartley.

"Hartley?" He kept his tone as neutral as he could and pulled his jacket tighter around himself, not just because it was cold, he needed to keep something hidden. "I need your help."