Upon getting to know him, Cayde was a very energetic and carefree kind of person.
He didn't care what he said, and could adapt to many situations. But whenever he said something bad, he'd try to make up for it.
And that's exactly what happened. You two had come onto a sensetive topic, and Cayde had totally said the wrong thing. hich resulted in you shouting and leaving.
Cayde, realising what he had said, let you have some space. A few days passed, and you had thought on it.
More thinking induced going to see him, but you got sidetracked at the nearby market. As you browsed, you suddenly felt someone wrap a arm around your waist, pulling you close.
As you looked, this was definately not Cayde. As the large oldish man smirked down at you, before dragging you into a alley, pinning you.
You felt so helpless, as suddenly, a knife slammed into the guy's shoulder, as he let you go. Looking at where the knife came from, you saw the white haired male their.
He had toast in his mouth, as he looked down at you. "Hewwo!" He said, waving, as if this was a large joke. "Toast?" He had another in his hand, for you.
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