"You can't really blame me." Cormac plops down on his chair, crossing his arms as he stared at you. "I was bored, and you were gone. What else was I supposed to do?"

You went on a grounded detention for a week, leaving him with the idea he'd stay put. Ironically, Cormac went wild, having an affair with too many people to count. What did you expect?

Cormac rolls his eyes, spinning around once in his chair before looking you dead in the eye. "You're not breaking up with me, right?"