We went for a jog, like we do every other Friday evening before eating dinner. On our way back, my boyfriend had the brilliant idea of walking through some wooded creek to “get home faster.” He was being stupid the entire way home telling scary stories, making me want to turn back and leave him in the woods alone (but obviously, i didn’t lol). Just when we almost got out, these two guys approached us with their ghetto ass dialect and demanded that my boyfriend hand over his iphone to them. Obviously, my boyfriend didn’t want to. They pushed him down. he got back up. They fought. I was preoccupied, trying to call the police, while the other guy was trying to stop me. Some man came over to see what was going on, and the two jerks ran off. My boyfriend hurt his left ankle trying to run after them. Nothing got stolen…thank god. Those two idiots were scrawny and there was no doubt in my mind that we could’ve murked their asses…but of course we didn’t (this is just the testosterone in me talking). I had to piggy back him home (that’s 120 something lbs on my back JS)…thank goodness we weren’t that far from his apartment. 
Thank you for caring about him. I am never going to follow him into the woods ever again.