Milo let out a breath of air, and sat with his best friend until the time came where they both knew it was time for them to go home, because they couldn't stay out all night. And although he was still afraid of it, Milo vowed to himself that, in the morning, he was going to ask his grandparents to let him have the room just to himself. He didn't have much faith in how it would go, but he was going to ask. He deserved enough to try. And, he thought, it'd make Xander happy if he tried.
That night, though, Dark was still waiting for Xander to come home, because just like the year before, he had a cake waiting for them, with frosted letters reading Congratulations on Surviving Sophomore Year. Unlike the year before, the cake was more tailored to the twins. Half utilized bright colours and edible glitter and half was a muted navy blue colour with nary a sprinkle upon it, although it did have decorations he knew Xander liked, and each half corresponded to either twin's favourite cake flavour. He had demanded nobody have any of it until Xander get home.