Don't own.
E is for Embrace
Fuery took off towards headquarters. Going through the sparsely crowded streets was easy enough, save for the fact that running was not his specialty.
Around the corner, turn- oomph! His thoughts were interrupted as he collided with Jean Havoc himself.
"S-sorry," Havoc stuttered.
Looking up, Fuery saw an apathetic Jean looking back at him. His heart wrenched at the sight.
Fuery stood up from the ground and opened his arms, moved forward and placed them around Havoc.
"I'm sorry," Cain said.
"Are things still open for tonight?"