"We need to talk," she states the moment he joined her on the couch. For a moment he looked preplexed but nodded nonetheless.
"Yeah," he whispered.
After the dinner, Cassandra went back to Alaric's apartment with the lift Charles gave her. Alaric had taken a takeout and nowhere to be seen when she'd arrived. But then he appeared in a shorts, and shirtless as he's busy drying his hair which distracted her for a second.
"Alaric, what are we?" She questioned, looking at him deep into his eyes as she voice the thing that she have been questioning herself in silence.
"I mean, are we friends? Are we dating? Are we- what are we, Al? For a moment we're casual, but we stayed on the same bed. We have no status defining us, but every now and then we found ourselves in the situation where-
