[ how did haku know where you were when no one else ever seems to, cain? that's not important. he strolls right up to you in the street where you're taking a few minutes on a bench. has he been following you for a while? who can say.
but he's smiling, extra pleasantly, and there's a large cloth-wrapped parcel in his hands as well as a smaller gift bag hanging from his wrist. ]
Cain-kun? [ he greets, shifting the cloth parcel to one arm so he can dangle the little gift bag out in offering.
inside is a pair of laundered, folded, and ribbon-wrapped underwear. the ones cain accidentally left at their treehouse the last time he, how shall we say, slept over. ]
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but he's smiling, extra pleasantly, and there's a large cloth-wrapped parcel in his hands as well as a smaller gift bag hanging from his wrist. ]
Cain-kun? [ he greets, shifting the cloth parcel to one arm so he can dangle the little gift bag out in offering.
inside is a pair of laundered, folded, and ribbon-wrapped underwear. the ones cain accidentally left at their treehouse the last time he, how shall we say, slept over. ]
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