[When Cain got away with flirting with any number of girls for entirely too long, he began to genuinely worry that either a) she'd dumped him again without telling him or b) something was well and truly wrong. After neither hearing from her, her friends, or anyone else, nor finding her with her usual circles, he thought he might just check outside.
This is not quite the cool-and-quiet-romantic-moment-on-the-balcony-where-he-loans-her-his-jacket kind of moment he had in mind.]
I'M GLAD TO BE HERE
This is not quite the cool-and-quiet-romantic-moment-on-the-balcony-where-he-loans-her-his-jacket kind of moment he had in mind.]
Are you all right?