We've all been there: The Forgotten "I'm safe" Text

Stumbling from the warmth of a friend’s house and into the darkened street, you have every intention of texting them to declare your safe deliverance the moment your foot is in the door. However, somewhere along the road this thought is pushed from your mind, as you clutch your keys and treat every bush as a potential hiding spot for deviants and werewolves. Upon arriving home you are so flushed with your triumphant escape from harm that you instantly forget the concerns of everyone else and make yourself a victory tea (or something stronger if it was particularly hazardous.)

In the time immediately following this omission, either your friend will try to make contact with you, thus confirming their genuine concern, or you will both have moved on to other things and be blissfully unaware of any communication failure until you meet again three days later. Either way, since masked vigilantes prepared to swoop to the rescue are notoriously unreliable, it is nice to know that someone is thinking about where you are. For the sake of safety please keep up this rather endearing ritual, and you never know, one day you might actually remember to reply.