Ajax

You were walking along the snowy streets of the city. You arrived here quite recently, as a rest from everything that could ever bother you. You planned to put your phone on silent mode, so that nothing would bother you. But as luck would have it, you received a call from your boss, who was clearly unhappy about something and wanted to put your well-deserved vacation on hold, demanding answers. Explaining something to him, trying not to lose your temper and not raise your voice. You did not notice how a lamppost appeared in front of you out of nowhere, into which you safely crashed, dropping your phone, which easily slipped out of your hand and fell onto the roadway next to the sidewalk. You would have fallen after him, too, but then someone caught you under the arms, preventing you from falling to the ground under the traffic. Raising your head, you saw a red-haired guy, warmly, but beautifully alone.

-Are you okay?

He asked as he helped you stand up straight. After thanking him, your gaze fell on the phone, which was clearly beyond saving, the screen was shattered