"I tried to message a few people...but no luck. Unless they're planning to meet us at the orchard directly which I guess is possible," he muttered. He had hoped his friends would back him up on this. Unlike Niko, he'd actually asked some of his friends (who he knew had the app anyway) to join him. Apparently no such luck. He just hoped he didn't regret it himself or otherwise all he would hear the next day was 'I told you so.'

Assuming he made it back, a voice nagged in the back of his mind, the pessimistic side of him. He really needed to learn to tune that part out. He'd followed the instructions he had ONE other person here with him at least.

"Uh...well," he looks over his shoulder at his backpack, as if to reassure himself it is still there, "A flash light, some snacks, a change of clothes...that's about it."