*Your POV:*

The next day you get a call...Its from Mike! You quickly pick up. "Uh hey (y/n) sorry i didn't come to work yesterday. I was sick." Mike said. "Thank god! i was worried you got...killed." You reply. "Why would you think that?" Mike wondered. "Well i was watching the news and they said there was a serial killer on the loose so i was worried." You said. "oh yeah. i watched that too. anyways do you want to come to my house for lunch?" Mike asked. "Of course! I would love too!" You replied. "Great, Come at 12:00 pm ok?" Mike said. "Okay bye!" you both hang up.

*Mikes POV:*

Being sick sucked. I wish i could have made It to work last night. (y/n) thought i was dead! oh shit, its 11:36 am and i still had to get ready and clean the house and crap like that.