Finally.

Sloane stopped and looked back at him over her shoulder, letting her bag slowly fall back to its position on the floor. "Apology accepted, now tell me why." She brushed a stray tendril of hair behind her ear, rooted to the spot where she stood. Sloane didn't want to be mad at him, she didn't want to be lost in the dark, missing spending time with one of her best friends for some reason she had no idea about. If she just knew she could fix it, probably.

"I just want to go back to the way things were Cam, I hate this." She sighed, shoulders slumped as she looked at him helplessly.