Platinumyo was running, wheezing for breath. He'd said something to offend July, he wasn't sure what, and now she wanted to kill him.

Spotting a convenient doorway, he ducked inside, slamming the door shut behind him and leaning against it, panting but relieved. He abruptly froze in place as he felt a hand creep into his hair, fingers locking gently around the fluffy curls.

Warm breath drifted past his ear as he heard a female voice. "So, why were you in such a hurry?"

"Um...um..." His thoughts raced. He didn't dare turn around; nor could he, with that hand in his hair encouraging him to stay very still. "I kind of wanted to hide here if that's ok..."

"Oh, quite alright. But no reason not to enjoy yourself while you're hiding." The woman laughed.

"Ok, I guess," Plat responded, still a trifle nervous.

Cassie reached past Plat and locked the door, a precaution that kept it from bursting open in the fun that followed.