"As long as you don't make yourself known as the perpetrator, then why not? After all, I think humans deserve a little smack here and there."
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"What's that look on your face?"
The moment Cain arrived and opened the front door to his apartment, Lorelei was burying her nose in notes. The room was a mess, piles of papers stacked in every nook and cranny, stretching out towards every little corner Cain could set his eyes upon.
Lorelei just answered with a hum, never looking up from her notes, scribbling what Cain describes as nonsense.
"You deaf or what?"
"Mhm."
Cain looked at her with disgust before scanning his floor. He picked up a crumpled paper that was turned into a ball and opened it.
'To Do' was scribbled at the very top of the paper, but most of its contents were scratched out beyond recognition.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing?"
No answer.
He crumpled the paper again and squinted with one eye.
Lorelei looked up just as Cain threw a precise shot of the crumpled ball on the side of her head. Only, it wasn't on the side; it was on her face.
The crumpled ball faceplanted on Lorelei and for a few seconds, the room was quiet out of shock, before Lorelei got up angrily.
"WHAT THE HECK IDIOT!!"
Lorelei jumped to her legs and made a beeline to Cain, who, noticed Lorelei's reaction, had already ran towards the front door.
He swung the front door and ran towards the stairs, Lorelei behind him shouting profanities at him and in a rage.
Fuck, he thought. He's gonna have a field day with sir Villeza for all the racket that dumbass is making over a crumpled paper on her face.
"COME BACK HERE!"
They were already at the second floor that Cain was feeling an ache in his knees from all the climbing down. The idiot was halfway down, the same expression of anger plastered on her face. Not an ounce of sweat, not even fast-paced breathing. His apartment was situated on the sixth floor, and to think the girl's as weak as porcelain, Cain expected she'd be drained out of energy before they even reached the fourth floor.
A miscalculation, Cain thought.
He underestimated her.
Of course, what Cain didn't know, and Lorelei prayed he wouldn't, was that Lorelei felt like she could puke from all the physical exercise she had gotten. The apartment building had narrow staircases with shallow steps, making it harder for her to traverse. Shallow steps, after all, is probably Lorelei's new top five most hated thing on the planet.
So there was Lorelei, acting all fit when deep inside, she feels like she could collapse any moment. The only driving force for her to keep on chasing Cain was her ego and pride, of which she doesn't want to get crushed.
It's bad enough Lorelei saw Samael and had her ego crushed a few hours earlier, she wouldn't want for it to happen today or within the next few months!
Cain hurriedly went down the stairs, thinking of ways to get Lorelei to stop or else he'd really be in big trouble. With all that racket, he's bound to spend the rest of his life outside in the waiting shed starting tomorrow if he couldn't think of a way for her to quiet down.
This girl...
As they were almost reaching the lobby, he noticed the men's restroom wide open. Now, he has two choices: one, if Lorelei has an ounce of decency left in her, she wouldn't go inside the men's restroom. If she doesn't, then that leads to the second choice that is essentially what Cain call his masterplan: hit her in the face with the door.
It wasn't the best idea, nor is it the safest, but with not a plethora of choices, Cain hoped it'd at least subdue the rascal reaper for a while and give him at least a few more nights.
Cain ran towards the restroom, Lorelei in pursuit. Once had rushed inside, he positioned himself at the back of the door, waiting patiently for Lorelei to go inside. Lorelei, who was in a daze, directly went inside the restroom without thinking, and passed out moments later as the door to the restroom swung towards her, hitting her in the head.
She was knocked out from the sudden force that it took her a day to wake up from her coma.
Only, it wasn't the best of places to wake up from. As Lorelei begrudgingly woke up, her whole body sored from yesterday's chase, and not only that, she was sprawled on the floor, in the corner, away from Cain's fluffy bed.
She groaned as her body ached, and just as she was about to stand up, a hand firmly pushed her down.
"Don't."
Lorelei turned towards the familiar voice and saw Cain on the sofa, a phone in hand. He seems to be browsing his phone when he heard Lorelei stirring into consciousness.
"Wow, and not an ounce of respect to me, thank you for your hospitality."
"Nice sleep?"
Lorelei smiled fakely. "Oh, yes I did. Loved waking up on the floor, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Just as Lorelei was about to protest, Cain got up from the sofa and kneeled at her, staring right at her eyes. Lorelei could feel her cheeks flush.
With his palm, he gently checked Lorelei's temperature through her forehead.
"How nice of you-" Lorelei mumbled before she was cut off by Cain's snort.
"At least your lump isn't as big and red as yesterday."
At his remark, Lorelei hurriedly smacked his hand away from her, and with all her might, tried standing up towards the mirror.
"Hey, don't." Cain pushed her down. "Rest."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN REST? YOU'RE SAYING I HAVE A LUMP ON MY FOREHEAD AND YOU WANT ME TO REST???"
Cain rolled his eyes and stood up. He went towards the sofa and fished for his phone, before returning to Lorelei. He handed her his phone with the camera app opened, and she looked at her reflection.
At the very center of her forehead was a red lump from the door's impact directly on her.
"I look hideous..."
"You look like a unicorn with that, cheer up."
Lorelei side-eyed Cain and stared again at her reflection, pouting.
"So what were you doing yesterday?" Cain changed the subject.
"Chasing you."
"Before that. You were scribbling shit in every piece of paper you could find. What were you doing?"
"That's a secret."
"Okay."
"It's my plan."
"You do overshare, do you, huh?"
"Oh shut up, I thought you're curious."
"You said it was a secret, so I don't care anymore."
Lorelei rolled her eyes. "Well, you'll see tomorrow."
"See what?"
"My plan, of course." Lorelei smiled.