"Hey, Justine?"

Cloud knocks again. He thought she was going to be home tonight...maybe she's just in the shower or something. So he sends her a text. When there's no response for a good ten minutes and no response when he calls, he sends her a holomail that's just him trying his best to smile and look normal (she's fine) while he tells her to give him a call whenever she's available.

He ends up waiting in the hall outside her apartment for an hour. She's rarely away from her phone for this long. After what she told him, what happened with Fitz and her feeling tailed, his police brain says something's definitely wrong. But his boyfriend brain says don't make assumptions too hastily, she might be talking things out with Fitz or in the middle of a cam session or something, and you don't want to cause worry and upset over nothing.

So he pulls up all his socials and scrolls through them. He's no good at maintaining his public persona online, but Justine's been helping him with it, and it's...not bad, he thinks. He can see right away that she's not live anywhere, so there goes one theory. She hasn't made a post recently, either.

It's then that police brain takes over. Using his work phone, he pulls up the various Officer-only apps that can help him track someone down. She doesn't show up anywhere...so either she's in the Blackout Blocks for some reason, or...

Nope. No "or." Not yet. But he's not going to bust into the BB on a hunch until he's exhausted his other options. And there's one he hasn't tried yet. Justine never ignores her socials.

Private message from officersunny:
Hey starshine, where are you?