Cain absolutely hated being woken so early in the morning as the dark lines under his eyes became obvious to even a blind man and his personality was not suited for public interactions. Never mind attempting to interact with strangers attempting to bang his door down like this one was.
The shrill voice was not one here recognized and the blond was further confused at the words “radioactive bomb”. Groaning softly as he sat up from the couch and made the short but treacherous trek to the door. As soon as he swung the door open, his face immediately soured and he leaned up against the door with narrowed eyes. He remembered this kid, he had given him his first successful, personalized Glow Cloud. For free, might he add! And now he was back her to return it? For shame. “You got my present, I take it?”
"Present--" he sputtered, eyes wide as he pointed wildly in the direction of nothing. "You call that thing a present?!" Sucking in a deep breath, he attempted to calm himself down and locked his stern gaze with the other's. "Alright, look--uh, Cain, was it? I really appreciate the welcome but what is it even? Why does it glow? Where on earth did you get it from?" His words comes out in a short string of joint syllables coated in anxiousness--how was he going to even to his roommate that there was a radioactive bomb sitting in front of their door?
