On the other hand, Dáinn had already reached their designated location for the date. His hands slightly shook at the thought of seeing Cassiel. What should he do when he finally arrives-
Ding...
The notification bell rang on his phone. He pulled it out from his pocket and checked the lock screen for the text ID.
Cassiel:
'I'm sorry, Dáinn I'll be a little late.'
Dáinn felt a mixture of relief and disappointment upon reading the message from Cassiel. Relief because it meant he still had some time to calm his nerves, and disappointment because he had been looking forward to seeing Cassiel and couldn't wait any longer. Nevertheless, he understood that sometimes things didn't go as planned, so he sent a reassuring reply:
Dáinn:
'No worries, Cassiel. Take your time."
