"Em, I- What? Fuck!" Leah scrambled to grab the leash, leaning down to try and calm down the furiously barking Hulk.
She rapidly tied the leash to a nearby mailbox, nearly tripping over her own feet when running to stop the police from going after Bryce. "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!" She held her arms out in front of them, stopping them from going any further. She started to ramble on, "No, no, no, don't go after him! Trust me, he's fine, I know he's crazy for doing that but let me tell you that he really is fucking insane because he must be suicidal or something because of all the times he randomly thinks it's perfectly acceptable to nearly kill himself but trust me he's gonna be fine, I know, he's done it before, the only reason I'm standing here is because of him so just let his little mind wander into rescue-mode and just stand back, try not to let him make out with you because he seems to have a thing for that so he might have a thing for police men too, I'm not entirely sure-"
"Please shut up, Miss." One police offer spoke very bluntly, still trying to get around her.
She gasped, shoving her hands into both of the officer's faces, taking them off-guard and pushing them back.