Stood outside the noodle house I'm thinking this was a pretty lame place to invite Casey for our first date. Most diners run in and hurry out with cartons of noodles. I pop my head round the door to see what the atmosphere is like inside. There are a few empty tables that look as though they have not been used in years. Shame.
Here comes Casey, on time, as he always is for appointments. He casually cruises down the street on his skateboard, staring up at red paper lanterns on his way. I hope I look decent. Was a rush getting here. We were called into Courtney's office over this fire at Spindle Tower. Geordie made up some wild story about us going nowhere near the place let alone me being taken captive and experimented on. Obviously, Midnight was the liar because here I was breathing. Cai
