A few minutes later, they finally left the room, Felix in a fresh, wrinkle-free shirt. Put on and buttoned up by him and him alone, as Felix was no longer willing to trust Kade with his clothes. Especially not when they were tight on time, and there was no room for any more 'accidents'.
At least there was one good thing about this whole mishap, and that was that Felix wasn't shaking anymore. He was still tense and anxious, but Kade's ridiculousness chased the shakiness out of him, it seemed.
