Can you juggle your teenage life?

You answer it quickly in the hopes that it would be your best friend.

You: "Guy? Is that you?!"

Tamsin: "Toby..."

You hear Tamsin sniffling and sobbing.

You: "Tamsin! What's wrong?! Are you alright?"

Tamsin: "Toby...come quick...to-to the central park"

You hear more crying and the phone hangs up. You start to get even more worried. Tamsin said go to the Central Park.