you and cassian were friends. Emphasis on the ‘were’. You two had both been getting frustrated at eachother. Sometimes for the smallest things. Whether it be because you two are growing apart or the tension you both shoved aside. Here you were. Stuck in the townhouse with cassian, an awkward silence filling the fireplace as a stormed raged outside. The others were up at the house of wind. You were sat there reading while he was staring you down.

“So this is how it’s going to be?” he said lowly.